The Winner Chords by Bobby Bare

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_ A huck of a man with a beer in his hand, [G] he looked like a drunk old fool.
_ And I knew if I hit him right, [C] I could knock him off of that stool.
_ _ But everybody, they said, watch out, [F] hey, that's Tiger Man McCool.
_ [C#] He's had [G] a whole lot of fights, and he's always come out [C] winner.
_ Yeah, he's a winner.
_ But I had myself about five too many, and [G] I walked up tall and proud.
_ _ I faced his back, and I faced the fact that he [C] had never snooped or bowed.
I said, Tiger Man, you're a pussycat, [F] and a huss-pal on the crowd.
I said, [G] let's you and me go outside and see [C] who's a winner.
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Well, he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand, [G] and he braced against the wall.
_ He slowly looked up from his beer, and [C] my God, that man was tall.
_ He said, boy, I see you're a scrabbler, _ _ [F] so just before you fall,.
I'm [G] going to tell you just a little about what it means [C] to be a winner.
He _ said, now you see these bright white smiling teeth, [G] you know they ain't mine.
_ Mine rolled away like chiclets down [C] the street in San Antonio.
_ But I left that person cursing, nursing [F] seven _ broken bones, _ [G] and he only broke three of mine.
[C] That makes me the winner.
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He said, now behind this grin, I got a steel pin [G] that holds my jaw in place,.
[Am] _ [G] a trophy of my most [Em] successful [C] _ _ motorcycle race.
And each morning when I wake and touch [F] this scar across my face,.
[G] it reminds me of all I got by [C] being a winner.
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_ Now this broken back was a dying act [G] of a handsome hairy clay.
_ That sticky, scentsy, nighty night [C] I stole his wife away.
But that woman, she gets uglier, and [F] she gets meaner every day.
_ But [G] I got her, boy, and that's what makes me [C] a winner.
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He said, you got to speak loud when you challenge me, son,.
[A] because it's hard for me to hear with this twisted neck and these migraine pains.
[D] and this big old cauliflower ear.
_ And if it wasn't for this glass eye of mine, [G] why, I'd shed a happy tear.
to _ [A] think of all that you're going to get by [D] being a winner.
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_ I got off and ride a cowboy, boy, [A] I got _ _ dislocated knees.
from picking fights with _ _ [D] thunderstorms and _ charging into trees.
_ And my nose been broke so awful, _ [G] I might lose it if I sneeze.
[A] And son, you say you still want to [D] be a winner.
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Now you remind me a lot of my younger days [A] with your knuckle _ -crenching wife.
_ But boy, I'm going to sit right here [D] and sip this beer all night.
And if there's something that you got to gain through [G] by winning some silly fight,.
_ [A] well, okay, I quit.
I lose.
[D] You're the winner.
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_ So I stumbled from that bar room not so [A] tall and not so proud.
_ And behind me I still hear the hoots [D] and laughter of the crowd.
But my eyes still see and my nose still works [G] and my teeth are still in my mouth.
And [A] you know, I guess that makes me [D] the winner.
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