Tablature winner - Bobby Bare

          



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  Date: Wed, 17 Apr 1996 23:28:13 -0700

  From: Gene Graham <ah827@rgfn.epcc.edu>

  Subject: THE WINNER

  

  THE WINNER

  Recorded by Bobby Bare

  Written by Shel Silverstein

  

  The [C]hulk of a man with a beer in is hand

  Looked [Glike a drunk old fool

  And I knew if I hit him right

  Why I could [C]knock him off-a that stool

  But ever'body they said "Watch out,

  Hey, that's [F]Tiger Man McCool"

  He's had a [G]whole lot of fights

  And he's always come out a [C]WINNER

  

  [G]Yea!, he's A [C]WINNER.

  

  But I'd had myself about five too many

  And I walked up tall and proud

  I faced his back and I faced the fact

  That he had never stooped or bowed

  I said, "Tiger Man, you're a pussycat"

  And a hush fell on the crowd

  I said let's you and me go outside and see

  Who's A WINNER.

  

  Well, he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand

  And he braced against the wall

  He slowly looked up from his beer

  My God, that man was tall

  He said boy, I see you're a scrapper

  So just before you fall

  I'm gonna tell you just a little

  'Bout what it means to be A WINNER.

  

  He said "Now you see these bright white smiling teeth

  You know they ain't my own

  Mine rolled away like chicklets

  Down the street in San Antone

  But I left that person, cursin'

  Nursin' seven broken bones

  And he, uh, only broke, uh, three of mine

  That makes me THE WINNER."

  

  He said "Now behind this grin, I got steel pins

  That holds my jaw in place

  A trophy of my most successful

  Motorcycle race

  And each morning when I wake and touch

  This scar across my face

  It reminds me of all I got

  by being A WINNER."

  

  "Now this broken back was a dying act

  Of a handsome Harry Clay

  That sticky Cincinnati night

  I stole his wife away

  But that woman she gets uglier

  And she gets meaner every day

  But I got her, boy

  that's what makes me A [C]WINNER.....Change to ...[D]

  

  [D]He said "You gotta speak loud when you challenge me son

  'Cause it's [A]hard for me to hear

  With this twisted neck and these migrane pains

  And this [D]big old cauliflower ear

  And if it wasn't for this glass eye of mine

  Why, I'd [G]shed a happy tear

  To [A]think of all you're gonna get

  By being A [D]WINNER."

  

  I got ar-th-rit-ic elbows, son

  I got dislocated knees

  From pickin' fights with thunderstorms

  And chargin' into trees

  And my nose's been broke so often

  I might lose it if I sneeze

  And son, you say you

  still wanna be A WINNER."

  

  "Now you remind me a lot of my younger days

  With your knuckles a-clenchin' white

  But boy, I'm gonna sit right here

  And sip this beer all night

  And if there's somethin' that you gotta gain or prove

  by winnin' some silly fight

  Well, OK, I quit, I lose

  You're THE WINNER."

  

  Oh, I stumbled from that barroom

  Not so tall and not so proud

  And behind me I still hear

  the hoots and laughter of the crowd

  But my eyes still see and my nose still works

  And my teeth are still in my mouth

  And you know, I guess that

  Makes me THE WINNER.

  

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  |  Submitted by:                        Gene Graham     |

  |  ah827@rgfn.epcc.edu                  El Paso, Texas  |

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 Winner, de Bobby bare 

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