Gin, Smoke, Lies Turnpike Troubadours
Well [G]in the early autumn wind a lonely dove is [F]flyin'
[G]Mournin' for his one true love, he can't be [D]blamed for [G]cryin'
He [G]can't be [D]blamed for [G]cryin'
Well the [G]rooster, he got 20 gals, bet he's happy as a [F]lark
Well he [G]wake em in the mornin' time, put em all to [D]bed at [G]dark
Put em [G]all to [D]bed at [G]dark
Chorus:
Well if you been [G]true, well if you been true
You better look me in the [F]eyes
Well all I [G]smell is cheap perfume
And [G]Gin and [F]smoke and [G]lies
Well where were you last Saturday all dressed up so pretty
With your blue-eyed ballroom boy in Oklahoma City
In Oklahoma City
Well a spade is made for diggin' dirt and an axe is made for choppin'
And darlin' my heart's hard as nails they hammer in a hardwood coffin
In a hardwood coffin
Chorus
Well way down in the bottom land, a big black crow is laughin'
No one dares to go down there, wonder what has happened
Wonder what has happened
Well in the early Autumn wind a lonely dove is cryin'
Mournin' for his one true love, he can't be blamed for cryin'
He can't be blamed for cryin'
Chorus
Chorus
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