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The Torch Singer ukulele

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                    The Torch Singer - John Prine
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: Dlgibson@netscape.com

Tuning: Standard

Artist: John Prine
Album: Diamonds in the Rough
Year: 1972


                   F
The night club was burning 
         C              C
From the torch singer's song
        F         C            C
And the sweat was flooding her eyes
    C
The catwalk squeaked
F                     C
Neath the bartender's feet
        C             C        C        
And the smoke was too heavy to rise



Chorus:
    F                       C
She sang of the love that I left her
           F          C            C
And of the woman that she'll never be
        C                        F
Made me feel like the buck and a quarter
       C                     C  F
That I paid em to listen and see
  C                     C    F   C 
I paid em to listen and see
 


  C                F
I was born down in Kansas
           C       C
'Neath the October sky
         F              C        C
Work the day shift from seven to three
        C                F C
And the only relief that I receive
   C         C      C
Is nearer my God to Thee



    F                        C
She constantly throws me off timing
          F             C         C
Leaves me standing both naked and bare
         C                    F
Makes me feel like the Sunday funnies
      C                         C   F
After everything's gone off the air
C                         C    F   C
Everything's gone off the air
 


  C                  F
I picked through the ashes
       C              C
Of the torch singer's song
      F          C       C
And I ordered my money a round
    C           
For whiskey and pain
F              C
Both taste the same
C          C            C
During the time they go down


(Repeat chorus)

            
            
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