Kip Moore - Guitar Man Chords

[Verse 1]
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Well, I woke to the rise, sun going down
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Stale taste of whiskey, still fresh on my mouth
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Hot cup of coffee, smoke in my hand
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Another day in the life of the guitar man
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La de da


[Verse 2]
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Well last night was a good night as I reached in my jeans
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Crumpled up ones, a few tens in between
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And a redhead named Annie, she's still fast asleep
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Made me make her a promise, she knows I can't keep
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La de da


[Verse 3]
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Time to fire up that two tone bucket of rust
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Throw my amp and my case in the back of my truck
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Breathing my freedom, windows rolled down
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Forty-six miles till the next nameless town
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La de da


[Verse 4]
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Well, the place is still empty when I walk in the door
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Stench from the beer, spilling up through the floor
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Give an eye to sweet Lisa, she mixes the drinks
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Life's been hard on her, but she's been good to me
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La de da


[Verse 5]
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Off in the shadows, stands a stool and a stage
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Where many souls before me were put on display
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I take one last breath, time to pay some more dues
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That won't add up to nothing but tips and cheap booze


[Chorus]
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Yeah, the fruits of my labor is when the crowd sings along
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Nothing short of a savior, still I go home alone
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I'm an empty, faceless spotlight mike-stand
            Em                C           D      G
I'll getcha high, I'll getcha low I'm the guitar man


[Verse 6]
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Well they'll ask for more love songs and I'll play with a smile
   C              G        D        G
To help them hold on or forget for awhile
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They can fill up that jukebox with a week's worth of pay
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But it can't fill their happy and it can't fill their pain


[Verse 7]
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No drums, no pianos, no sweet harmonies
     C        G             D      G
It's all in a song and it's all on me
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Won't find nothing fancy I'm a tired one man band
        C           G        D      G
I'm the picking and grinning guitar man


[Chorus]
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Yeah the fruits of my labor's when the crowd sings along
        C          G        D        G
Nothing short of a savior I go home alone
       G      G/B      C             G
I'm an empty, faceless spotlight mic-stand
            Em                C            D      G
I'll getcha high, I'll getcha low, I'm the guitar man yeah


[Verse 8]
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Well I had me a pretty baby, thought she was the one
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But she soon grew tired, this love on the run
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Said she felt second, told me I had to choose
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She's back in Georgia and I'm there with you


[Verse 9]
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The end of the night, we'll all be best friends
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Then strangers till I roll through town again
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I'll yell out hey Lisa something cold in a can
C           G            D      G
One for the road for the guitar man


[Chorus]
         G            G/B              C           G
Yeah the fruits of my labor's when the crowd sings along
        C          G              D        G
Nothing short of a savior still I go home alone
       G      G/B      C             G
I'm an empty, faceless spotlight mic-stand
            Em                C            D      G
I'll getcha high, I'll getcha low, I'm the guitar man yeah
             Em                 C             D      G
I'll play em fast, I'll play em slow, I'm the guitar man

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