Tonalità: D major
Verse 1
D
Em
D
A
D
Em
D
B
D
Sweatin'
A
hard,
I didn't get a shot
D
All I did was stand around
and get too hot
A
Knowin' all the people
wasn't on my side
D
Losin' all my money
and I'm getting tired
Verse 2
G
All the women come around him
Like he's Getty's son
D
Makes you kind of jealous, but it sure is fun
A
I don't mind,
but he wants my lady too
D
Verse 3
A
You know the crowd gets bigger
as the word goes 'round
D
Pool Hall king was playin'
back in town
A
Minnesota Fats, standin' up at the back
D
Tryin' to hide himself in a plastic mac
Verse 4
G
You ought to hear the silence
When the kid walks in
D
His reputation's bigger than gasoline
A
I don't mind,
but he's tryin' to feel my lady too
D
Verse 5
Eb
Pool Hall Richard,
Bb
you're far too wicked, we know
Eb
Pool Hall Richard,
Bb
kid you're wicked, we know
Cm
You broke more hearts than
F
a gigolo could ever do
Bb
Verse 6
A
With your yellow carnation
and your pink satin suit
D
You make me jealous, but I worship you
A
One day soon, I'm gonna beat you clean
D
Wipe that smile right off your chin
Verse 7
G
Everybody gonna drive from miles around
D
Quein' up to see me,
take away your crown
A
Then you'll never, never,
Interlude 1
ever take my lady love
D
Verse 8
D
C'mon
Eb
Pool Hall Richard, you're far too wicked,
Bb
we know, yes we do
Eb
Pool Hall Richard,
Bb
kid you're wicked, we know
Cm
F
Bb
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do,
Verse 9
dig this
A
Bang goes the brown,
that's another one down
D
Know they play much better
when the sun gone down
A
Bang goes the green, you're so obscene
D
Your hands are dirty but
your skin is clean
Verse 10
A
Bang goes the blue,
lock away your cue
D
The poor Hall king is hustlin' you
A
Bang goes the eight ball,
didn't see it spin at all
D
A
This kid can play, oh yeah
Interlude 2
D
A
D
Verse 11
A
Bang goes the brown, ooh,
another one down
D
Know they play much better,
now the sun gone down
A
Bang goes the green, you're so obscene
D
Your hands are dirty, your scent is clean
Verse 12
A
Down the pink, one more to sink
D
Gonna beat you someday,
'cause you're makin' me sick
A
Down on the black at the back of the pack
D
You nearly missed,
Interlude 3
you ain't so hot
Eb
Bb
Verse 13
Eb
Pool Hall Richard,
Bb
kids you're wicked, we know
Cm
F
You broke more hearts than a gigolo
Interlude 4
could ever do
Bb
A
D
A
D
A
D
Verse 14
A
You're breakin' my heart
'Cause you're stealin' my tart,
D
A
D
A
no, no, no
D
Shut up!
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