Intro: A 

Verse 1: 

A                                      D 
In eighteen-eighty down a dusty road, along came a  
                          E A 
miner with a big fat load. 
A 
He was caked in dirt from his head to his foot, his  
D                                       E A 
hair so black, that it looked like soot.

Verse 2: 

A 
Well, he reined in his mule and hitched him to the rail, 
       D                                         E A 
and he said, Old fella it's the end of the trail. 
A                                                   D 
Well, he ambled on down to the old saloon, he said, I  
                                         
know it's early and it ain't quite noon. 
     E                            A 
But, hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 



[Refrão]
A 
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me. 
Gbm 
Everybody have a drink on me. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 
A 
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me. 
Gbm 
Everybody have a drink on me. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 

Verse 3: 

A 
Well, I just got a letter from down in Tennessee.. 
   D 
it said my Uncle died and left an oil-well to me. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 
A 
I've been diggin' all my life and I nearly got to hell.. 
       D 
but my Uncle dug potatoes and he struck an oil-well. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 

 
[Refrão]

A 
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me. 
Gbm 
Everybody have a drink on me. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 
A 
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me. 
Gbm 
Everybody have a drink on me. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 

INTERLUDE: A D E A D E A 

Verse 4: 

A 
Well, black gold, yellow gold, guess it's all the same.. 
D 
take my tip and give up the mining game. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me! 
A 
Well, sell your shovel and your old Long Johns.. 
D 
you can make a fortune writin' Adam Faith?s songs. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. One more time! 


[Refrão]

A 
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me. 
Gbm 
Everybody have a drink on me. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 
A 
Have a drink, have a drink, have a drink on me. 
Gbm 
Everybody have a drink on me. 
E                            A 
Hey, hey, everybody drink on me. 
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