Let the guitar do the talkin' chords by Jim collins

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Well, I was in a band,
we were scheduled to appear
At a little roadhouse called
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the Get Down Here
A cinder block building with
a hand -painted sign
Honk her down,
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straddle in the county line
When the crowd rolled in
and were remarkably mixed
There were truckers, bikers, drifters
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and locals from the sticks
Each one meaner than a cougar in a cage
And the biggest one
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swaggered right up to the stage
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Said we heard everybody
from David Allen Coe
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to Chuck Berry singing
gold Johnny Goldo
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He's got an autographed picture
of Elvis on the shelf
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So tell me boy what you
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gotta say for yourself
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I let the guitar do the talking
Yeah the whole place started rockin'
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My fingertips they weren't stoppin'
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And that big bad dude started boppin'
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No need to fuss
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Stop squawkin'
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And they just let the guitar do the talkin'
Verse 2
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she was over in the corner
with a Cheshire smile
Best -lookin' thing for
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seventeen miles
Sittin' there makin' my cold beer sweat
I figured my chances were a
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long -shot bet
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Verse 3
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Well, cause a woman like
that's heard every line
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And I never have been the
silver -tongued kind
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But I knew that I had me one good chance
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Of getting that girl to dance
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So I cranked up my amp
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and let the guitar do the talking
Yeah, the whole place started rockin'
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The fingertips, weren't stoppin'
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And that pretty little thing started boppin'
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No need to fuss, it stops quackin'
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Just let the guitar do the
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talking
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In a world of too many words
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Sometimes your point is hard to get heard
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But I think I've figured out a way
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Of getting mine on through
I just strap it on, tune it up, dig it in,
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the whole power on, count it off,
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open up my heart and soul
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And let the guitar do the talkin'
Yeah, the whole place started
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rockin'
Fingertips that weren't stoppin'
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And everybody started boppin'
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No need to fuss, stop squawkin'
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Just let the guitar do the talkin'
Outro 1
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