Tablature dreadful selfish crime - Robert Earl Keen

          



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  From: Trey Graves <JSG9328@ACS.TAMU.EDU>

  

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  Dreadful Selfish Crime

  

  by Robert Earl Keen

  on the album Gringo Honeymoon

  

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  >From Trey Graves ( trey@silly.tamu.edu )

  

  G  Em

  G  Em

  G  Em

  G  Em

  

  G          Em       G      Em

  Seems like yesterday I was here

  G          Em        G            Em

  Dreamin' my life away and drinkin' beer

  C                                       G  Em G  Em

  Staying up till dawn strummin' on guitars

  C                                            G  Em G  Em

  Sleepin' all day long just like the big rock stars

  D               C                   G  Em G  Em  

  Barely livin' on money from tip jars

  

  I had a little place just up the block

  Had me a French girlfriend I loved the way she talked

  We spent our afternoons watchin' the TV

  Findin' things to do that we could do for free

  When we split up she said you don't do enough for me

  

  Chorus:

  

  C               D                 G  C  D  G

  I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime

  C                  D                   G   Em  G Em

  I had robbed myself of all my precious time

  

  Had my first gig here in the neighborhood

  We had a little band I thought was good

  Hocked my old shotgun bought a used P.A.

  We got a quart of rum drank it all that day

  When the big gig come we were just to drunk to play

  

  Chorus

  Chorus

  

  Sometimes I can't believe those days are gone

  Most of my friends back then have moved along

  One's in Hollywood one's a millionaire

  Some are gone for good some still livin' here

  Me I'm just the same lost in a crowd

  Lookin' for the rain in a thunder cloud

  I have moved around but it don't matter though

  One thing I have found there are just two ways to go

  It all comes down to livin' fast or dyin' slow

  

  Chorus

  Chorus

  

  Seems like yesterday, just like yesterday

  

  

   


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 Dreadful selfish crime, de Robert earl keen 

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