Chords for Townes Van Zandt - Dollar Bill Blues (live)

Tempo:
100.95 bpm
Chords used:

F#m

B

Bm

E

F#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Townes Van Zandt - Dollar Bill Blues (live) chords
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[F#m] [E]
[Bm] [F#]
[F#m] [F#] [E]
[Bm] [F#m] [F#]
[B] Well, if I had a dollar [E] bill, yes, I believe I surely will.
Go to [A] town and drink [F#m] my fill early in the morning.
[Bm] Little darling, she's a red [E]-haired thing, man.
She [A] makes my legs [B] to sing.
I'm going to buy her a [F#m] diamond ring early [B] in the morning.
[E] [B]
[F#m] [B] [F#m]
[E] [Bm] [F#m]
[Bm] Well, mother was a golden [E] girl.
I slit her [D] throat just to get her [B] pearls.
Cast myself [F#m] into a world before a bunch [Bm] of swine.
It's a long way [F#] down the Harlem [E] road,
busted back in a heavy [Bm] load.
Won't [F#m] get through to save my soul early in the [Bm] morning.
[E] [B]
[F#m] [B]
[Bm] [C#]
[F#] [Bm] Always [F#] been a gambling man.
I can roll them bones with either hand.
Seven [F#m] is the promised land early in the [Bm] morning.
Always keep me in my dying [E] bed and tell me where to [B] lay my head.
Not with [A] me is all she [F#m] said early in the morning.
[B]
[D] [B]
[F#m] [Bm]
[E] [Bm] [F#m]
[B] Well, if I had [F#] a dollar [E] bill, yes, I believe I surely [B] will.
Go [F#m] to town and drink my fill early [B] in the morning.
[G#]
Key:  
F#m
123111112
B
12341112
Bm
13421112
E
2311
F#
134211112
F#m
123111112
B
12341112
Bm
13421112
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [E] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ Well, if I had a dollar [E] bill, yes, I believe I surely will.
Go to [A] town and drink [F#m] my fill early in the morning.
[Bm] _ _ Little darling, she's a red [E]-haired thing, man.
She [A] makes my legs [B] to sing.
I'm going to buy her a [F#m] diamond ring early [B] in the morning. _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ Well, mother was a golden [E] girl.
I slit her [D] throat just to get her [B] pearls.
Cast myself [F#m] into a world before a bunch [Bm] of swine.
_ It's a long way [F#] down the Harlem [E] road,
busted back in a heavy [Bm] load.
Won't [F#m] get through to save my soul early in the [Bm] morning. _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [C#] _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ Always [F#] been a gambling man.
I can roll them bones with either hand.
Seven [F#m] is the promised land early in the [Bm] morning. _ _
Always keep me in my dying [E] bed and tell me where to [B] lay my head.
Not with [A] me is all she [F#m] said early in the morning.
[B] _ _
_ [D] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _ Well, if I had [F#] a dollar [E] bill, yes, I believe I surely [B] will.
Go [F#m] to town and drink my fill early [B] in the morning. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _