Medley - King of the Road

King of The Road

C..      F..       

Trailer for sale or rent 

G..          C..      

Rooms to let, 50 cents

C..      F..       

No Zoom, no pool, no pets 

G..          C..      

They ain't got no cigarettes. 

C..      F..       

Ah, but two hours of pushing broom

G..          C..      

Buys a eight by 12 four-bit room

C..      F..       

He’s a man of means, by no means

G..          C..      

King of the road.

C..      F..       

Third boxcar, midnight train 

G..                C..      

Destination: There and back again 

C..      F..       

Old worn out suit and shoes 

G..          C..      

He don't pay no union dues

C..      F..       

He smokes old stogies he has found 

G..          C..      

Short, but not too big around 

C..      F..       

He’s a man of means, by no means 

G..          C..      

He’s King of the road 

The Gambler

C..                           

You've got to know when to hold 'em

F..         C..   

Know when to fold 'em 

F..         C..   

Know when to walk away

C..         G..   

And know when to run

C..                           

You never count your money 

F..         C..   

When you're sittin' at the table

C/F/C..         C..   

There'll be time enough for countin'

G..            C...

When the dealin's done

Little Old Winedrinker

C..        F..     C..    

I’m prayin’ for rain in Bourgogne 

C..                                     G.. 

So the grapes can grow and they can make more wine 

C..        F..     C..    

And I'm sittin’ in a bar in monte carlo

C..                   G..           C.. 

With a bottle of wine and some old friends on my mind

G..                  ra ta ta    C.. 

I’ve asked the man behind the bar for the jukebox 

C..                          G.. 

And the music takes me back to ol’ Dundee 

C..         F..             C..   F.. 

When they ask who're the fools in the corner, singing

C..           G..         C  

I say, little ole wine drinkers we. 

G..                  ra ta ta    C.. 

I’ve asked the man behind the bar for the jukebox 

C..                          G.. 

And the music takes me back to ol’ Dundee 

C..         F..             C..   F.. 

When they ask who's the fool in the corner singing

C..           G..         C  

I say, little ole wine drinkers

C..           G..         C  

... little ole wine drinkers 

C..           G..         C  

... little ole wine drinkers we