LUKE THE DRIFTER - Too Many Parties and Too Many Pals Chords
Tempo:
119.3 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
A
D
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
[A]
[Dm] [F] [G] Too
[C] many [A]
parties [D] and too many pals [G] will break your heart [C] someday.
[A] Too many boyfriends [D] and sociable sows [G] will drive your sweetheart [C] away.
[G] [A]
[D] Gentlemen of the jury, the judge's speech began.
[G] The scene was a crowded courtroom and [C] the judge a stern old man.
This prisoner [A] here [D] before you [A] is a social [C#] enemy, [D] a lady of the evening and you know the penalty.
[G] Her eyes reflect the nightlife, her cheeks they're red with paint.
[C]
But I knew her mother, gentlemen, why her mother was a saint.
[A] Now I know that she's not like [Em] her and yet [D] she might have been.
If it hadn't been for petting parties, [G] cigarettes and gin, we took the [C] nightlife off the streets and brought it into our own homes.
While girls beat [Cm] time with [G] lipstick [A] and the shrieks of [Em] saxophones, [D] we opened up the underworld to the ones we love so well.
[G] So tell me, gentlemen, is it right to send her to a cell?
[C] If she drinks, why you taught her?
And if she smokes, you showed her how.
[Gm]
[A] So gentlemen, do you think it's right to go and [D] condemn her now?
And when you're in that jury room, [G] just remember therein, men, that for every fallen woman, [C] why there's a hundred fallen men.
And before you render [G] a verdict [A] on what this girl has done, [Em] just [D] remember there's a man to blame and that man might be your [G] son.
Now gentlemen, that's my story, my testimony stands.
This [C] girl is my [Am] own daughter and the case is in your hands.
[C]
Those [A] Broadway roses [D] and frivolous sounds
[Am] [C] had too many parties [D] and [G] too many [C] pals.
[A]
[Dm] [F] [G] Too
[C] many [A]
parties [D] and too many pals [G] will break your heart [C] someday.
[A] Too many boyfriends [D] and sociable sows [G] will drive your sweetheart [C] away.
[G] [A]
[D] Gentlemen of the jury, the judge's speech began.
[G] The scene was a crowded courtroom and [C] the judge a stern old man.
This prisoner [A] here [D] before you [A] is a social [C#] enemy, [D] a lady of the evening and you know the penalty.
[G] Her eyes reflect the nightlife, her cheeks they're red with paint.
[C]
But I knew her mother, gentlemen, why her mother was a saint.
[A] Now I know that she's not like [Em] her and yet [D] she might have been.
If it hadn't been for petting parties, [G] cigarettes and gin, we took the [C] nightlife off the streets and brought it into our own homes.
While girls beat [Cm] time with [G] lipstick [A] and the shrieks of [Em] saxophones, [D] we opened up the underworld to the ones we love so well.
[G] So tell me, gentlemen, is it right to send her to a cell?
[C] If she drinks, why you taught her?
And if she smokes, you showed her how.
[Gm]
[A] So gentlemen, do you think it's right to go and [D] condemn her now?
And when you're in that jury room, [G] just remember therein, men, that for every fallen woman, [C] why there's a hundred fallen men.
And before you render [G] a verdict [A] on what this girl has done, [Em] just [D] remember there's a man to blame and that man might be your [G] son.
Now gentlemen, that's my story, my testimony stands.
This [C] girl is my [Am] own daughter and the case is in your hands.
[C]
Those [A] Broadway roses [D] and frivolous sounds
[Am] [C] had too many parties [D] and [G] too many [C] pals.
Key:
C
G
A
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Em
C
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] [G] Too _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ many _ [A]
parties _ [D] and too _ many pals _ [G] will break your _ heart _ [C] someday. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Too many boyfriends [D] and sociable _ sows _ [G] will drive your sweetheart _ _ [C] away.
_ [G] _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] Gentlemen of the jury, the judge's speech began.
[G] _ The scene was a crowded courtroom and [C] the judge a stern old man.
_ _ This prisoner [A] here [D] before you _ [A] is a social [C#] enemy, [D] a lady of the evening and you know the penalty.
_ [G] Her eyes reflect the nightlife, her cheeks they're red with paint.
[C] _
But I knew her mother, gentlemen, _ why her mother was a saint.
_ [A] Now I know that she's not like [Em] her and yet [D] she might have been.
_ If it hadn't been for petting parties, [G] _ cigarettes and gin, _ _ we took the [C] nightlife off the streets and brought it into our own homes.
_ While girls beat [Cm] time with [G] lipstick [A] and the shrieks of [Em] saxophones, [D] we opened up the underworld to the ones we love so well.
[G] So tell me, gentlemen, is it right to send her to a cell?
_ [C] _ If she drinks, why you taught her?
And if she smokes, you showed her how.
[Gm] _
[A] So gentlemen, do you think it's right to go and [D] condemn her now?
_ And when you're in that jury room, [G] just remember therein, men, that for every fallen woman, [C] why there's a hundred fallen men. _ _
And before you render [G] a verdict _ [A] on what this girl has done, _ [Em] just [D] remember there's a man to blame and that man might be your [G] son.
Now gentlemen, that's my story, my testimony stands.
This [C] girl is my [Am] own daughter and the case is in your hands.
_ _ [C] _
Those _ [A] Broadway roses _ [D] and _ _ frivolous sounds _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [C] had too _ _ many parties _ [D] and [G] too _ many _ [C] _ pals.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [F] [G] Too _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ many _ [A]
parties _ [D] and too _ many pals _ [G] will break your _ heart _ [C] someday. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Too many boyfriends [D] and sociable _ sows _ [G] will drive your sweetheart _ _ [C] away.
_ [G] _ [A] _
_ _ _ [D] Gentlemen of the jury, the judge's speech began.
[G] _ The scene was a crowded courtroom and [C] the judge a stern old man.
_ _ This prisoner [A] here [D] before you _ [A] is a social [C#] enemy, [D] a lady of the evening and you know the penalty.
_ [G] Her eyes reflect the nightlife, her cheeks they're red with paint.
[C] _
But I knew her mother, gentlemen, _ why her mother was a saint.
_ [A] Now I know that she's not like [Em] her and yet [D] she might have been.
_ If it hadn't been for petting parties, [G] _ cigarettes and gin, _ _ we took the [C] nightlife off the streets and brought it into our own homes.
_ While girls beat [Cm] time with [G] lipstick [A] and the shrieks of [Em] saxophones, [D] we opened up the underworld to the ones we love so well.
[G] So tell me, gentlemen, is it right to send her to a cell?
_ [C] _ If she drinks, why you taught her?
And if she smokes, you showed her how.
[Gm] _
[A] So gentlemen, do you think it's right to go and [D] condemn her now?
_ And when you're in that jury room, [G] just remember therein, men, that for every fallen woman, [C] why there's a hundred fallen men. _ _
And before you render [G] a verdict _ [A] on what this girl has done, _ [Em] just [D] remember there's a man to blame and that man might be your [G] son.
Now gentlemen, that's my story, my testimony stands.
This [C] girl is my [Am] own daughter and the case is in your hands.
_ _ [C] _
Those _ [A] Broadway roses _ [D] and _ _ frivolous sounds _
_ _ [Am] _ _ [C] had too _ _ many parties _ [D] and [G] too _ many _ [C] _ pals.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _