Todd Snider - Ballad of devils backbone tavern

O^Cld Miss Virgy ^Atended bar at this ^Dshack out ^Gin the ^Chills I^Ct never made her any ^Amoney boys but ^D7paid of all her ^Gbills N^Cow she must have been ^C780 years old but her ^Fheart was warm And her ^D7beer was cold She ga^Cve away more than she ^Aever sold ^DSmiling ^Gall the ^Ctime ----------------------------------------------------------- I^C used to sing off i^An the corner ^Devery ^GFriday ^Cnight To^C a loud crowd of ^Acowboys, ^D7bikers and bar room ^Gfights T^Chey were drinking beer, ^C7carrying on, not a ^Fone of them listening to ^D7one of my songs But ^Cold Miss Virgy was ^Asinging along She said she ^Dknew 'em ^Gall by ^Cheart ------------------------------------------------------------- An^Cd then one night ^Aafter closing ^Dshe poured me ^Ganother ^Cbeer Sh^Ce said "Come on over^A and sit down you little shit I ^D7got something you need to ^Ghear" ^CShe said "Life ain't ^C7easy getting through ^Feverybody's gonna make things ^D7tough on you But I can ^Ctell you right now if you ^Adig what you do, they will ^Dnever ^Gget you ^Cdown" ----------------------------------------------------------- She said ^Clife's too short to ^Aworry ^DLife's too ^Glong to ^Cwait T^Coo short not to ^Alove everybody L^D7ife's too long to ^Ghate I meet a ^Clot of men who haggle and ^C7finagle all the time ^FTrying to save a nickel maybe ^D7make a dime N^Cot me boy ^Ano sireee, you know ^DI ain't ^Ggot the ^Ctime ----------------------------------------------------------------- No^Cw I ain't seen Ol' ^AVirgy I guess it's been ^Dalmost ^Geighteen ^Cyears. I^C've been bumming around this ^Acountry singing my ^D7songs for tips and ^Gbeers Now the ^Cnights are long The ^C7travelin's tough ^FHotels stink, and the ^D7pay sucks ^CBut I can't dig what I ^Ado enough, so it ^Dnever ^Ggets me ^Cdown -------------------------------------------------------------- I ^Csay life's too short to ^Aworry L^Dife's too ^Glong to ^Cwait ^CToo short not to love ^Aeverybody ^D7Life's too long to^G hate I meet a ^Clot of men who haggle and ^C7finagle all the time ^FTrying to save a nickel maybe ^D7make a dime ^CNot me, ^Ano sireee, ^DI ain't ^Ggot the ^Ctime