Eddie Meduza - Im A No Good Writer Chords & Tabs

 

Im A No Good Writer Chords & Tabs

Eddie Meduza Chords & Tabs

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Im A No Good Writer Chords

   
Verse 1:
Em                        B
Long time ago when I was young
                                         Em
I bought a guitar in the little shop in town
            G                        B
and I went home and practiced every day
                                                              Em
and not before too long i started writing songs that I would play

Chorus 1:
 G 
Everyone who heard my songs
 C
told me that it wouldn't be too long
   D                               G
before I would be a famous music writer

And every night I sat alone
 C
Listening to the radio
             G     B               Em
And then I thought soon it will be my turn

Verse 2:
Each night when folks came to my place
I picked my guitar up and played the songs I've made
I was told I'd be a millionaire
And when they heard my songs they said it won't be too long until you're there
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Chorus 2:
Worn out shoes still got the blues
Every day now is a fight I lose
I guess I turned out to be a lousy fighter

When I came to this big town
All important people put me down
And I was told I'm a no good writer

Bridge:
         G                          D
All the letters that I write to my folks are full of lies
           C                               Em
when I'm writing about the fortune that I made
        G                       D
When I left my mama said silly boy don't lose your head
         C                             Em
now I'm wishing by my god that I had stayed

Verse 3:
Longtime ago when I was young
I bought a guitar in the little shop in town
and when I touch its old and tired strings
It sounds so sad and wrong just like the lonely songs I always sing

Chorus 3:
Worn out shoes still got the blues
Every day now is a fight I lose
I guess I turn out to be a lousy fighter

When I came to this big town
All important people put me down
And I was told I'm a no good writer

Worn out shoes still got the blues...