O[C]ld Miss Virgy te[A]nded bar at this sh[D]ack out i[G]n the hil[C]ls
It never made her any mo[A]ney boys but p[D7]aid of all her bi[G]lls
Now s[C]he must have been 80 years old but her he[F]art was warm
And her b[D7]eer was cold
She ga[C]ve away more than she e[A]ver sold
Smi[D]ling a[G]ll the t[C]ime
I[C] used to sing off i[A]n the corner ev[D]ery Fr[G]iday ni[C]ght
To a loud crowd of cow[A]boys, b[D7]ikers and bar room fi[G]ghts
They were dri[C]nking beer, carrying on, not a o[F]ne of them listening to o[D7]ne of my songs
But o[C]ld Miss Virgy s[A]ang along
She said she kn[D]ew 'em a[G]ll by he[C]art
And t[C]hen one night after clo[A]sing she pou[D]red me an[G]other b[C]eer
She said "Come on over and sit d[A]own you little shit
I got som[D7]ething you need to h[G]ear"
She said "L[C]ife ain't easy getting through ever[F]ybody's gonna make things to[D7]ugh on you
But I can t[C]ell you right now if you d[A]ig what you do, they will ne[D]ver g[G]et you do[C]wn"
She said li[C]fe's too short to wo[A]rry
L[D]ife's too lo[G]ng to w[C]ait
T[C]oo short not to lo[A]ve everybody
L[D7]ife's too long to h[G]ate
I meet a l[C]ot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
Try[F]ing to save a nickel maybe m[D7]ake a dime
N[C]ot me, [A]no sireee, [D]I ain't g[G]ot the t[C]ime
Now [C]I ain't seen Ol' Vi[A]rgy in m[D]ust have been ab[G]out ten yea[C]rs
I've been bumming aro[A]und this country singing my so[D7]ngs for tips and be[G]ers
Now the ni[C]ghts are long
The driving's tough
Ho[F]tels stink, and the [D7]pay sucks
But [C]I can't dig what I [A]do enough, so it ne[D]ver g[G]ets be do[C]wn
I say li[C]fe's too short to wo[A]rry
L[D]ife's too lo[G]ng to w[C]ait
Too short not to lo[A]ve everybody
L[D7]ife's too long to h[G]ate
I meet a l[C]ot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
Tr[F]ying to save a nickel maybe m[D7]ake a dime
N[C]ot me, n[A]o sireee, [D]I ain't g[G]ot the t[C]ime
It never made her any mo[A]ney boys but p[D7]aid of all her bi[G]lls
Now s[C]he must have been 80 years old but her he[F]art was warm
And her b[D7]eer was cold
She ga[C]ve away more than she e[A]ver sold
Smi[D]ling a[G]ll the t[C]ime
I[C] used to sing off i[A]n the corner ev[D]ery Fr[G]iday ni[C]ght
To a loud crowd of cow[A]boys, b[D7]ikers and bar room fi[G]ghts
They were dri[C]nking beer, carrying on, not a o[F]ne of them listening to o[D7]ne of my songs
But o[C]ld Miss Virgy s[A]ang along
She said she kn[D]ew 'em a[G]ll by he[C]art
And t[C]hen one night after clo[A]sing she pou[D]red me an[G]other b[C]eer
She said "Come on over and sit d[A]own you little shit
I got som[D7]ething you need to h[G]ear"
She said "L[C]ife ain't easy getting through ever[F]ybody's gonna make things to[D7]ugh on you
But I can t[C]ell you right now if you d[A]ig what you do, they will ne[D]ver g[G]et you do[C]wn"
She said li[C]fe's too short to wo[A]rry
L[D]ife's too lo[G]ng to w[C]ait
T[C]oo short not to lo[A]ve everybody
L[D7]ife's too long to h[G]ate
I meet a l[C]ot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
Try[F]ing to save a nickel maybe m[D7]ake a dime
N[C]ot me, [A]no sireee, [D]I ain't g[G]ot the t[C]ime
Now [C]I ain't seen Ol' Vi[A]rgy in m[D]ust have been ab[G]out ten yea[C]rs
I've been bumming aro[A]und this country singing my so[D7]ngs for tips and be[G]ers
Now the ni[C]ghts are long
The driving's tough
Ho[F]tels stink, and the [D7]pay sucks
But [C]I can't dig what I [A]do enough, so it ne[D]ver g[G]ets be do[C]wn
I say li[C]fe's too short to wo[A]rry
L[D]ife's too lo[G]ng to w[C]ait
Too short not to lo[A]ve everybody
L[D7]ife's too long to h[G]ate
I meet a l[C]ot of men who haggle and finagle all the time
Tr[F]ying to save a nickel maybe m[D7]ake a dime
N[C]ot me, n[A]o sireee, [D]I ain't g[G]ot the t[C]ime
