Jenny Lewis - Carpetbaggers
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Tuning: G C E A
[Intro]
C F G x3
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CThey come to town when the Fwar is ovGer
CDirty boots in the Gmiddle of theC night
CTrolling the bars, Fhitting on the Gsoldiers
CBoys give it up wGithout a Cfight
CThey say, “CHey, boy, howF about Gyour place?
CI know you really want toG take meC home”
CDrop the bags off on the FbedroomG floor
CThey make love with the liGghtsC on, saying
F“I’m a carpetbagger, Cbaby
FI’m coming to your Ctown
GI’m going to treat you kind
GI’m going to rob you blind
GI’ll smile all the time
Whoa, Cyeah F G
Whoa, Cyeah F G
Whoa, Cyeah F G
C G C
CSally could have had any Fone of the Gboys
But sheC couldn’t love no one she couldG not controCl
CFriend of mine and Fher got mGarried
CI don’t hear too much from Gthem anyCmore
CLast I heard, he had aF rope around Ghis neck
CDragging around the Ggrocery sCtore
CCarrying her bags and Fpushing down the aGisles
Saying, “I ainC’t got no home in this Gworld anyCmore”
F“I’m a carpetbagger, Cbaby
FI’m coming to your Ctown
GI’m going to treat you kind
GI’m going to rob you blind
GI’ll smile all the time
Whoa, Cyeah F G
Whoa, Cyeah F G
Whoa, Cyeah F G
C G C
CThey come to town when the Fparty’s ovGer
CBooks been written and Gtruths been tCried
CThey’ll take it all if the Fdoor’s left Gopen
CSteal the nose right from uGnder your Ceyes
FSinging, “I’m a carpeCtbagger, baby
FI’m coming to your Ctown
GI’m going to treat you kind
GI’m going to rob you blind
GI’ll smile all the time
Whoa, Cyeah F G
Whoa, Cyeah F G
Whoa, Cyeah F G
C G C