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Am                                     F               G 
Keep their spirits up Frank, all for some so some for all, 
      Am                        F               G 
The only spirits here man are hangin? off the wall, 
            Am                        F                  G 
Yeah, you know as well as I do, that we don't serve up cheer, 
      Am                                 F                  G 
When they come for anaesthetics and it's been this way for years, 

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       F      
They empty out their glasses,# 
Fill ?em up with tears, 
      G 
One for the road, one for the road, 
That leads them right back here, 

3 
     Am            G 
To rain on their troubles, 
 Am            G 
Wash ?em down deep, 
     F            C 
And play in the puddle, 
              Em     Am 
Till they?re fast asleep. 

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Now Joe he lost his woman to some big-shot business man. 
He said I trusted love not money and now look where I am. 
You're had enough Joe, you gotta go now. 
You're too much Joe, I send you home now. 

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And he says please Frank, please Frank. 
But I am just the tender, I don't give counsel I don't get close, 
I'm on no rescue mission man, I'm in no rescue boat, 
3 
I'm here to make money, 
Wages plus tips, 
For pouring water 
Into sinking ships.