Misc Your Songs - Chris minton - another way out

^GYou may ask me w^Chy I gamble so ^{G G}And I’ll ask you why I w^F#as born without ^Ema row to hoe ^{D G}Daddy has some a^Ccres, a few cows^G, and a house ^GThat’s not the l^Dife I want to le^Gad so I found another way out

^GA man can’t help^C what’s running ^Gthrough his veins ^GSo I skipped town at an ^F#early age, went ^Emto Newport on a ^Dtrain ^GFell in with a b^Cad crowd playing^G cards in some backstreet bar ^GOne-eyed jacks look good but one^D eye won’t let y^Gou see too far

^CThe all-night card games soon made me a stranger^G to the sun ^CWhen you owe the wrong men money, it’s n^Amatural to run ^{D G}With the newfoun^Cd sunlight at my^G back I set out in the wind ^GAnd headed west ^F#to River City to^D try it all agai^Gn

^GYou may ask me w^Chy I gamble so ^{G G}And I’ll ask you why I w^F#as born without ^Ema row to hoe ^{D G}Daddy has some a^Ccres, a few cows^G, and a house ^GThat’s not the l^Dife I want to le^Gad so I found another way out

^GYou can’t be in ^CLouisville witho^Gut making a Derby bet ^GBut I made all the wrong^F# ones and soon e^Emnded up in debt ^{D G}That’s what happ^Cens when you spe^Gnd a dollar trying to make a dime ^GI watched my fut^Dure ride away tw^Go minutes at a time

^CA wise man knows when it’s time ^Gto fold and leave the game ^CI’m probably not a wise man but I folded^Am just the same ^{D G}With nothing but^C my wounded prid^Ge and a bottle of Wild Irish Rose ^GI tucked my tail^F# between my legs^D and staggered b^Gack to Jacksboro Rd

You may ^Cask me why I gam^Gble so ^CI was betting I’d escape from all these ^Amrows to hoe ^{D G}Looks like it’s ^Cme and daddy and^G brother, these acres and these cows ^GIt’s not the lif^De I want to lead^G, I’ve got to find another way out ^GIt’s not the lif^De I want to lead^G, I’m gonna find another way out