[Intro]
[G] [Bm] [C] [G]
[Verse]
[G]Oh, I used to wish I was a hard line taker...and they'd [Bm]say,
[Bm]"Six to one a half dozen'll break her,"
'Till [C]I fell in love with a young man who sang the [G]blues
[G]Oh, bless my daddy, he warned me well
He'd [Bm]whisper in my ear and say, "Now look out, gal...
There's [C]always a ne'er do well gonna call you the [G]fool"
[Chorus]
He said, "You'll [C]never learn to fish on a [G]borrowed line
You'll [C]never learn to write if you're [G]walkin' 'round cryin'
And it's a [C]pity that your [G]lover died young, but...
You'll [Cm]never get tired of livin' [G]alone."
[Verse]
[G]So, now I dream of the lover that I don't know
It's [Bm]safer this way 'cuz I don't have to go...
Oh, and [C]he won't come...so nobody goes [G]away
[G]Sometimes I wish for the warmth of his hand
Take a [Bm]look in these eyes and understand
I'm just a [C]little too old to be a-learnin' the rules of the [G]game
[Chorus]
He said, "You'll [C]never learn to fish on a [G]borrowed line
You'll [C]never learn to write if you're [G]walkin' 'round cryin'
And it's a [C]pity that your [G]lover died young, but...
You'll [Cm]never get tired of livin' [G]alone."
[Solo/Break]
[G] [Bm] [C] [G]
[G] [Bm] [C] [G]
[Verse]
[G]Oh, maybe I could take him to Mexico
We'd [Bm]kick our heels in the warm cloudy gulf
He'd sing a [C]song about the weather in the Poconos;
[G]This lover that I don't know
[G]Then two hearts would pound 'stead of one in the night
I'd [Bm]learn to fish with my own line
Catch that [C]dream and hope that line would [G]hold
[Chorus]
He said, "You'll [C]never learn to fish on a [G]borrowed line
You'll [C]never learn to write if you're [G]walkin' 'round cryin'
And it's a [C]pity that your [G]lover died young, but...
You'll [Cm]never get tired of livin' [G]alone."
No, I [Cm]never get tired of livin' [G]alone
Sometimes my [Cm]feet get cold...when I'm livin' [G]alone...
[Outro]
[G] [Bm] [C] [G]
10 April 2016
11 April 2016
[G] [Bm] [C] [G]
[Verse]
[G]Oh, I used to wish I was a hard line taker...and they'd [Bm]say,
[Bm]"Six to one a half dozen'll break her,"
'Till [C]I fell in love with a young man who sang the [G]blues
[G]Oh, bless my daddy, he warned me well
He'd [Bm]whisper in my ear and say, "Now look out, gal...
There's [C]always a ne'er do well gonna call you the [G]fool"
[Chorus]
He said, "You'll [C]never learn to fish on a [G]borrowed line
You'll [C]never learn to write if you're [G]walkin' 'round cryin'
And it's a [C]pity that your [G]lover died young, but...
You'll [Cm]never get tired of livin' [G]alone."
[Verse]
[G]So, now I dream of the lover that I don't know
It's [Bm]safer this way 'cuz I don't have to go...
Oh, and [C]he won't come...so nobody goes [G]away
[G]Sometimes I wish for the warmth of his hand
Take a [Bm]look in these eyes and understand
I'm just a [C]little too old to be a-learnin' the rules of the [G]game
[Chorus]
He said, "You'll [C]never learn to fish on a [G]borrowed line
You'll [C]never learn to write if you're [G]walkin' 'round cryin'
And it's a [C]pity that your [G]lover died young, but...
You'll [Cm]never get tired of livin' [G]alone."
[Solo/Break]
[G] [Bm] [C] [G]
[G] [Bm] [C] [G]
[Verse]
[G]Oh, maybe I could take him to Mexico
We'd [Bm]kick our heels in the warm cloudy gulf
He'd sing a [C]song about the weather in the Poconos;
[G]This lover that I don't know
[G]Then two hearts would pound 'stead of one in the night
I'd [Bm]learn to fish with my own line
Catch that [C]dream and hope that line would [G]hold
[Chorus]
He said, "You'll [C]never learn to fish on a [G]borrowed line
You'll [C]never learn to write if you're [G]walkin' 'round cryin'
And it's a [C]pity that your [G]lover died young, but...
You'll [Cm]never get tired of livin' [G]alone."
No, I [Cm]never get tired of livin' [G]alone
Sometimes my [Cm]feet get cold...when I'm livin' [G]alone...
[Outro]
[G] [Bm] [C] [G]
10 April 2016
11 April 2016
