Big Mouth Blues(Chords)

	        
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verse 1 
         D 
Oh, well, I was born in a little bitty tar hut 
                                                           G7 
And they called me a man 'cause I couldn't keep my big, big mouth shut 
                                                   D 
So what's the sense of me sitting here leaving when any ole day I might be even 
   G7                                    D 
And Lord knows that New York City's got a lot to do with it 
 G                                           D 
I wish someday I could find the way to get it out of my grain 
    G                                          D 
This dirty old town's gonna sink right down and I don't want to go with it 
      A 
Well I wish there was a way that I knew to get even 
 A 
A way to get a lick in, a bobbin' and a weavin' 
   A                                                      D 
Any ole thing besides goin' and a leavin', you can do on a train 

verse 2 
       D 
Well, I once knew a man who sailed around the world twice 
                                                      G7 
He would have made it three but he took a lot of bad advice 
                                                                    D 
So you just tell me what's the sense of me sittin' here leavin' when any ol day I might get even 
   G                                D 
And Lord knows New York City's got a lot to do with it 
 G                                         D 
I wish someday I could find a way to get it out of my brain 
    G                                          D 
This dirty old town's gonna sink right down and I don't want to go with it 
 A 
I wish there was a way that I knew to get even 
A 
Way to get a lick in a 'bobbin' and a'weavin' 
A                                                        D 
Any ole thing besides goin' and a'leavin' you can do on a train, oh, yes 

Instrumental 
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verse 3 
       D 
Well, I once knew a man who sailed around the world twice 
                                                 G 
But his motor cooled down and now he's deliverin' ice 
                                                         D 
Tell me what's the sense of him sittin' here leavin' when any ole day he might get even 
   G                                D 
And Lord knows New York City's got a lot to do with it 
 G                                          D 
I wish someday he could find a way to get it out of his brain 
    G                                          D 
This dirty old town's gonna sink right down and I don't want to go with it 
 A 
I wish there was a way that I knew to get even 
A 
Way to get a lick in a 'bobbin and a'weavin' 
   A                                                           D 
And all the things besides goin' and a 'leavin' you can do on a train, oh, yeah 

Outro 
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Written by Gram Parsons