On A DimeCifra de Viola

 


 Fiddle Intro:  | D7 D7sus4 |  X2 

| G  C  G  D G C  G D C G D G 


| G                                 C             D7  | 
I closed my eyes in Dartmouth, woke up behind the wheel 
| G                          C                D7      | 
A mason jar of memories and four black tires squeal   
            | Am7               Em              Am7           Em | 
The first and last time that we spoke, you were lighting up a smoke 
              D |   Dsus4 | 
And shit was real! 

  | G                              C              D7  | 
The Prisonaires were singing â??Just Walking in the Rainâ?� 
     | G                            C             D7  |  
Thatâ??s how we got to Memphis and we made it home again 
       | Am7            Em             Am7                   Em | 
Down the highway that I dream, with my blue eyes closed Iâ??ve seen  
           D    |  Dsus4 |  
Beyond the frame!  

  

        | G                       C               |           
   Oh the good times we had, I remember them, lads 
           |G                  D  | Dsus4 | 
   We could take any turn on a dime 
        |G                           C             |    
   Quit reminding me, girl, Itâ??s a ragged old world 
          |G              D         C  |           
   Cause I donâ??t want to leave it behind 
        |G             D          G  |   
   No, I donâ??t want to leave it behind 


     | G                            C            D7 | 
From a gas station in Texas, to the Bay of Fundy mud 
   |G                                C            D7 
My mind it goes a-wandering with the whisky in my blood 
| Am7           Em        Am            Em | 
Remembering the chance we had after the dance 
          | D         |G  
Before the flood gates opened.... 

        C               D7 |         
...Reality came rushing in 
|G                         C              D7 | 
Drowning out the past and chasing it with gin 
    |Am7              Em        Am           Em     | 
Iâ??ll find that place again, but let me first explain 
             D  |   Dsus4 | 
Where do I begin? 

Chorus; |D7 D7sus4 X1 | 

|G                        C              D7 | 
We picked up the sticks, gave it all we got 
  | G                                           C                    D7 | 
The only time I liked playing hockey was in the liquor store parking lot 
 | Am7               Em      Am7               Em   | 
On Hollis Street downtown, before they tore it down, 
         D    |  Dsus4 |  
I took a shot! 

Chorus X2