Аккорды к песне ​Corb Lund — The Cardplayers

 
[Intro] 
Em 
 
 
[Verse 1] 
Em                Am     Em 
I guess it depends what you mean by collusion 
               H7 
There's no winning strategy here 
   Em              Am         Em 
If you think that Ev and I worked out a system 
           H7      Em 
Well, things are not as they appear 
   Am               Em 
And if I thought behavior like this would win card games 
               H7 
I'd show up more often ‘round here 
 Em                   Am       Em 
May I say for a pit boss you're really quite lovely 
        H7       Em 
I'm sorry we met like this, dear 
 
 
[Chorus] 
        Am*                        Em* 
But I'd sure like to know what got wrote on that clipboard 
    Em               H7 
It's credit where credit ain’t due 
    Em                Am      Em 
What you failed to account for per your calculations 
B*                   Em 
Is that fools sometimes gеt lucky too 
D                             Em 
Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must bе a fool 
D                              Em 
Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must be one too 
 
 
[Verse 2] 
Em                 Am       Em 
Complaints have been lodged by respectable locals 
             H7 
We've poisoned their usual grind 
Em                Am        Em 
A more noble group dressed in hoodies and sunglasses 
      H7        Em 
You would be hard-pressed to find 
Am                   Em 
Players like this should have known that if only 
                   H7 
They'd allowed us our drink and our fun 
    Em                Am        Em 
We'd have given it all back with interest and pleasure 
             H7      Em 
In the long run that would never come 
 
 
[Chorus] 
        Am*                        Em* 
But I'd sure like to know what got wrote on that clipboard 
    Em               H7 
It's credit where credit ain’t due 
    Em                Am      Em 
What you failed to account for per your calculations 
B*                   Em 
Is that fools sometimes gеt lucky too 
D                             Em 
Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must bе a fool 
D                              Em 
Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must be one too 
 
 
[Mandolin Solo] 
D   Em   D   Em 
 
 
[Verse 3] 
Em                    Am         Em                    Hm 
The fiddler, he feels that his rights as a red-blooded patriot have been infringed 
Em        Am               Em                Hm     Em 
He says he's entitled to whiskey by sovereignty, birthright, and citizenship 
Am* Em*                                Em              H7 
And if they're running bad because we're drinking liquor, it doesn’t reflect on them well 
  Em          Am          Em B*                    Em 
Cause who hasn't overindulged and then drunkenly dragged a few pots, what the hell! 
 
 
[Outro] 
D                             Em 
Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must bе a fool 
D                              Em 
Fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must be one too 
D*                                Em 
Yeah, fools, they get lucky, and I guess I must be one too