Jimmy Buffett - Ballad of spider john

^AmSpider John is my n^Came, friend I^D'm in between freights and I sure would be o^Ambliged If you'd s^Chare your compa^Gny I^Am know this may sound s^Ctrange to you But if you w^Dait till the song is sung and the story is ^Amtold You might c^Come to unde^Grstand Why I'm o^Amld and bent and devil ^Csent, ^Drunnin' out of tim^Ge When I ^Amlong ago held a ^Croyal flush in my ha^Dnd ^D7

Oh, I was a ^Emsupermarket fool ^A7I was a motor bank stool-pigeon, ^Emrobbin' my h^A7ometown I thoug^Emht I lost my blues Yes, I t^A7hought I paid my dues I t^Fhought I'd found a ^Clife to suit my ^Gstyle But here I sit, ol’ S^Gpider John the ^Frobber-man ^CLong, tall, and ^Amhandsome Yes, ol’ ^GSpider John with a ^Floaded hand, ^Ctakin' ^Amransom

T^Amhen one day I met ^CDiamond Lill ^DShe was the sweetest thing, I declare, ^Amthat the summer breeze had ^Cever blown my ^Gway But ^AmLilly she had no i^Cdea, of my ^Dillustrious occu^Gpation She t^Amhought I was a saint, not a ^Csinner, gone a^Gstray But you see that ^Amword got around and ^CLilly left town I ^Dnever saw her ag^Gain ^AmTossin' and turnin', 'ca^Cusin' my heart to gri^Deve ^D7

Oh, I was a ^Emsupermarket fool ^A7I was a motor bank stool-pigeon, ^Emrobbin' my h^A7ometown. I thoug^Emht I lost my blues Yes, I t^A7hought I paid my dues I t^Fhought I'd found a ^Clife to suit my ^Gstyle But here I sit, ol’ S^Gpider John the ^Frobber-man ^CLong, tall, and ^Amhandsome Yes, ol’ ^GSpider John with a ^Floaded hand, ^Ctakin' ^Amransom

^AmThat is all my s^Ctory ^DIt's been these thirty years since I took to the r^Amoad To find my p^Crecious jewel o^Gne ^AmAnd if you see my ^CLilly, won't you ^Dgive her my r^Gegards Tell her ol’ ^AmSpider got tangled in the bl^Cack web that he ^Gspun You can tell her ol’ ^AmSpider got tangled the ^Cblack web that he ^Gspun