Chords for Clifton Hicks - "Trifling Woman" by Frank Proffitt
Tempo:
136.3 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Gm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb]
Oh, I've been a working, working like a dog all day, trying to make another dollar for
you to throw away.
Trifling woman you, you spend all my money, you go dress so fine, while I wear old rags
and I don't have a dime.
[Gm] [Eb]
You won't bake my bread, [Gm] you won't cook [Cm] my [Eb] beans, you want to stand on that log road
where you can't be seen.
I'd rather be a hanging, [Gm] hanging by an old [Cm] grapevine, [Eb] than to have to spend my days with
you all the time.
Running me crazy woman.
Lord, I've been a working, working ten hour long days, trying to make another dollar for
you to throw away.
[N]
Oh, I've been a working, working like a dog all day, trying to make another dollar for
you to throw away.
Trifling woman you, you spend all my money, you go dress so fine, while I wear old rags
and I don't have a dime.
[Gm] [Eb]
You won't bake my bread, [Gm] you won't cook [Cm] my [Eb] beans, you want to stand on that log road
where you can't be seen.
I'd rather be a hanging, [Gm] hanging by an old [Cm] grapevine, [Eb] than to have to spend my days with
you all the time.
Running me crazy woman.
Lord, I've been a working, working ten hour long days, trying to make another dollar for
you to throw away.
[N]
Key:
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Gm
Cm
Eb
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Gm
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, I've been a working, _ _ working like a dog all day, _ trying to make another dollar _ for
you to throw away.
Trifling woman you, you spend all my money, _ you go dress so fine, while I wear old rags
and I don't have a dime. _ _ _
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ You won't bake my bread, _ _ [Gm] you won't cook [Cm] my [Eb] beans, you want to stand on that log road
where you can't be _ seen.
I'd rather be a hanging, _ _ [Gm] hanging by an old [Cm] grapevine, [Eb] _ than to have to spend my days with
you all the time.
_ Running me crazy woman. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Lord, I've been a working, _ _ working ten hour long _ days, trying to make another dollar _ _ for
you to throw away. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
Oh, I've been a working, _ _ working like a dog all day, _ trying to make another dollar _ for
you to throw away.
Trifling woman you, you spend all my money, _ you go dress so fine, while I wear old rags
and I don't have a dime. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ You won't bake my bread, _ _ [Gm] you won't cook [Cm] my [Eb] beans, you want to stand on that log road
where you can't be _ seen.
I'd rather be a hanging, _ _ [Gm] hanging by an old [Cm] grapevine, [Eb] _ than to have to spend my days with
you all the time.
_ Running me crazy woman. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Lord, I've been a working, _ _ working ten hour long _ days, trying to make another dollar _ _ for
you to throw away. _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _