Chords for Geraint Watkins & The Mosquitoes - You Picked A Fine Time To Leave Me Lucille
Tempo:
81.25 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
F
Cm
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
She arrived near Toledo, crossed from the Depot, on a bicycle.
I thought I had it over.
I sat down and asked her [C] her name.
What a great, fine hitter.
But I finally quit living [F] our dreams.
[G] I burned red from the lancet.
My hair stood up in the other [C] night break.
She arrived near Toledo, crossed from the Depot, on a bicycle.
I thought I had it over.
I sat down and asked her [C] her name.
What a great, fine hitter.
But I finally quit living [F] our dreams.
[G] I burned red from the lancet.
My hair stood up in the other [C] night break.
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She arrived near Toledo, crossed from the Depot, on a bicycle.
She took off [G] her ring. _ _
I thought I had it over.
I went on over.
I sat down and asked her [C] her name. _
What a great, fine hitter.
She said, I'm no quitter.
But I finally quit living [F] our dreams. _
[G] I burned red from the lancet.
Forget the chiropractor.
My hair stood up in the other [C] night break.
_ _ _ _ _ In the mirror I saw him.
And I closely watched him.
I thought how he looked [G] out of place.
_ He came over to me.
He sat down beside me.
He had a strange look [C] on his face.
_ His big hands were calloused.
He looked like a mountain.
For a minute, I thought I [F] was dead.
_ [C] [G] But he started shaking.
He just bit it hard to fake it.
He turned into a woman [C] and said,
_ Give it your [N] fine time to leave [G] me in this hell. _ _
Four hundred children and a drop [C] in the fever.
[F] I was in a sad house.
I lived in a sad house.
This town will hurt you [C] more than you feel.
_ [G] Give it your fine time to leave me [C] in this hell. _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ [Dm] _ [C] _ _ [Cm] _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ He _ _ _ left us.
I called her, and I called Whitney.
And I thought how she made him [G] look smart.
_ From the bright lit bar room to the dim hotel room.
We walked without talking [C] at all.
_ Now she was a beauty.
But when she came to me, she must have thought I'd lost [F] my mind.
_ _ [G] I just couldn't hold it.
The words that he told her kept coming back time.
Time [C] and time.
[G] Give it your fine [C#m] time to leave me [G] in this hell. _ _ _
Four hundred children and a drop in [C] the fever.
_ [F]
I was in a sad house.
I lived in a sad house.
This town will hurt you more [C] than you feel.
_ _ [G] Give it your fine time to leave me in this hell. _ _ _ _
_ _ Give it your fine time to leave me. _
_ _ _ _ _ Give it your fine time to leave me.
_ _ Give it your fine time to leave me.
Give it your fine, my damn fine
Give it your fine time to leave me.
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She arrived near Toledo, crossed from the Depot, on a bicycle.
She took off [G] her ring. _ _
I thought I had it over.
I went on over.
I sat down and asked her [C] her name. _
What a great, fine hitter.
She said, I'm no quitter.
But I finally quit living [F] our dreams. _
[G] I burned red from the lancet.
Forget the chiropractor.
My hair stood up in the other [C] night break.
_ _ _ _ _ In the mirror I saw him.
And I closely watched him.
I thought how he looked [G] out of place.
_ He came over to me.
He sat down beside me.
He had a strange look [C] on his face.
_ His big hands were calloused.
He looked like a mountain.
For a minute, I thought I [F] was dead.
_ [C] [G] But he started shaking.
He just bit it hard to fake it.
He turned into a woman [C] and said,
_ Give it your [N] fine time to leave [G] me in this hell. _ _
Four hundred children and a drop [C] in the fever.
[F] I was in a sad house.
I lived in a sad house.
This town will hurt you [C] more than you feel.
_ [G] Give it your fine time to leave me [C] in this hell. _ _ _
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[Em] _ _ [Dm] _ [C] _ _ [Cm] _ [C] _ _
_ _ _ _ He _ _ _ left us.
I called her, and I called Whitney.
And I thought how she made him [G] look smart.
_ From the bright lit bar room to the dim hotel room.
We walked without talking [C] at all.
_ Now she was a beauty.
But when she came to me, she must have thought I'd lost [F] my mind.
_ _ [G] I just couldn't hold it.
The words that he told her kept coming back time.
Time [C] and time.
[G] Give it your fine [C#m] time to leave me [G] in this hell. _ _ _
Four hundred children and a drop in [C] the fever.
_ [F]
I was in a sad house.
I lived in a sad house.
This town will hurt you more [C] than you feel.
_ _ [G] Give it your fine time to leave me in this hell. _ _ _ _
_ _ Give it your fine time to leave me. _
_ _ _ _ _ Give it your fine time to leave me.
_ _ Give it your fine time to leave me.
Give it your fine, my damn fine
Give it your fine time to leave me.
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