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Rab Noakes - All In Down And Out Blues [INTRO:] G D G D G [VERSE 1:]

Well, it's hippity-hop to the ^Cbucket ^Gshop I lost all my money and ^Dnow I have ^Gflopped

And it's hard times, pity poor boy

It's hard times when you're ^Ddown and ^Gout

[VERSE 2:]

Well, this is the truth and it ^Ccertainly ex^Gposes A Wall Street proposition is ^Dnot all ^Groses

And it's hard times, pity poor boy

It's hard times when you're ^Ddown and ^Gout

[VERSE 3:]

I put up my money to ^Cwin some ^Gmore I lost all I had and it ^Dleft me so ^Gsore

And it's hard times, pity poor boy

It's hard times when you're ^Ddown and ^Gout

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I took to drink to ^Cwear it ^Goff But the bootleg's so high that it ^Dleft me worse ^Goff

And it's hard times, pity poor boy

It's hard times when you're ^Ddown and ^Gout

[VERSE 5:]

If they catch you with whiskey ^Cin your ^Gcar You're handicapped and ^Dthere you ^Gare

And it's hard times, pity poor boy

It's hard times when you're ^Ddown and ^Gout

[VERSE 6:]

They'll throw you in jail and if ^Cyou can't raise ^Gbond Content yourself there, boy, you ^Dare at ^Ghome

And it's hard times, pity poor boy

It's hard times when you're ^Ddown and ^Gout

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Got no silver and I've ^Cgot no ^Ggold I'm almost naked and ^Ddone turned ^Gcold

And it's hard times, pity poor boy

It's hard times when you're ^Ddown and ^Gout

[VERSE 8:]

You plead with the judge to ^Ctreat you ^Gwell You offer a hundred dollars, just don't ^Dsend you to At^Glanta

And it's hard times, pity poor boy

It's hard times when you're ^Ddown and ^Gout When you're ^Ddown and ^Gout

Rab Noakes - All in down and out blues