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Barton Carroll - Every Little Bit Hurts
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Barton Carroll finger-picks the hell out of this song. It's far above my skill set to try to tell you how to
accomplish that. Here is the basic chord structure though. I play it in a-shaped barrs, and it comes out
pretty good.


A                         D                   A             E                   D          A
that ol' drinkin' man livin' out on Tatum's land  well I've known him in this town all my life
A                         D                   A             E                   D          A
he sips away his days, and he's got a kindly way  and if you care to set a spell, he will abide
             E                                   D            A             E               D         Bm
I said, "You never look much troubled and the years are coming on. There must be some secret that you own."
A            D                       A                  E         D         A
he said, "Son, I never fight with old Jose. You know I always hold out for Patron.
           E       D       A              E           D      Bm
So with a moment of your time won't you spare an old man a dime?
A                                                 D                  A
We'll go down (to) the liquor store, and we'll go dancing through the door.
            E        D              A
'Cause you know every little bit hurts!"

A                              D               A
that ex-girl of mine had me lovesick all the time
     E                D             A
oh, boys. she was a beauty in the day
A                            D                  A
and stolen from my arms by a man with vacant charm
          E             D            A
and it didn't take him long to fly away
E                              D               A
two children at home, left to mind them on her own
E                    D           Bm
now she's downtown dancing on a pole
A                                             D                    A
she said, "It's good to see you, hon. Oh, and didn't we have some fun
        E                D             A
back before we knew the ways of the world?
E                      D            A               E    D      Bm
So you got a twenty dollar bill for me? I'm gonna make you the VIP.
A                              D                  A                 E                 D    A
 And for old time's sake let's go make the earth quake! 'Cause you know every little bit hurts!"

  A                                 D                 A
I went to see the preacher, and I told him where I'd been
          E                 D               A
I said, "Man, there is a sadness wide and deep."
A                                     D                  A              E       D        A
he said, "Son, you best come in and repent for all your sins and the wicked company you keep.
               E                             D           A         E                               Bm
 That strong drink will make you turn, and Babylon will burn, and Jezebel will tempt you from the truth."
A                                          D                A          E              D      A
he said, "Leave it all behind! You gotta live for the next life. Big Daddy's got his eye on you."
              E                                      D              A
and I said, "Man, for what it's worth I'll take my chances on this earth.
         E               D                  Bm
That sounds more like a trap door than the word."
A                                       D             A
and on my way to his gate I dropped a nickel in his plate.
              E            D         A
I said, "You know every little bit hurts!"

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