Carpetbaggers Jenny Lewis
[A]They come to town when the [D]war is ov[E]er
[A]Dirty boots in the [E]middle of the[A] night
[A]Trolling the bars, [D]hitting on the [E]soldiers
[A]Boys give it up w[E]ithout a [A]fight
[A]They say, “[A]Hey, boy, how[D] about [E]your place?
[A]I know you really want to[E] take me[A] home”
[A]Drop the bags off on the [D]bedroom[E] floor
[A]They make love with the li[E]ghts[A] on, saying
[D]“I’m a carpetbagger, [A]baby
[D]I’m coming to your [A]town
[E]I’m going to treat you kind
[E]I’m going to rob you blind
[E]I’ll smile all the time
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
[A] [E] [A]
[A]Sally could have had any [D]one of the [E]boys
But she[A] couldn’t love no one she could[E] not contro[A]l
[A]Friend of mine and [D]her got m[E]arried
[A]I don’t hear too much from [E]them any[A]more
[A]Last I heard, he had a[D] rope around [E]his neck
[A]Dragging around the [E]grocery s[A]tore
[A]Carrying her bags and [D]pushing down the a[E]isles
Saying, “I ain[A]’t got no home in this [E]world any[A]more”
[D]“I’m a carpetbagger, [A]baby
[D]I’m coming to your [A]town
[E]I’m going to treat you kind
[E]I’m going to rob you blind
[E]I’ll smile all the time
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
[A] [E] [A]
[A]They come to town when the [D]party’s ov[E]er
[A]Books been written and [E]truths been t[A]ried
[A]They’ll take it all if the [D]door’s left [E]open
[A]Steal the nose right from u[E]nder your [A]eyes
[D]Singing, “I’m a carpe[A]tbagger, baby
[D]I’m coming to your [A]town
[E]I’m going to treat you kind
[E]I’m going to rob you blind
[E]I’ll smile all the time
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
Whoa, [A]yeah [D] [E]
[A] [E] [A]
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