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Trinkets chords by King Louie Bankston

  • C

  • F

  • Em

  • G

  • Dm

Intro 1
C
F
C
F
Em
F
Em
F
Verse 1
C
Two, three, four.
Well I woke in Yazoo City,
I had thought for Memphis
G
just the night before
F
Well I heard a friend had passed,
he ain't the first
C
and he won't be the last
F
I didn't want to come back
Dm
F
C
but you couldn't carry the weight alone
F
Dm
And I hope there's no regretting a man
F
C
and his wrong journey home
When I got down to New Orleans
G
I didn't think I'd be home quite so soon
F
The old town got me down
and I was face to ground
C
just about to drown by noon
G
F
I spend the years that she
Dm
takes off my life
C
and I spend them as I go
F
It's the smokin' and the drinkin'
Dm
F
and the feelin' that I'm sinkin'
To lead me to wander
C
around a pinprick map
Well I got to see my old friends
And we smoked and sang all night
G
until we crashed
F
And I made my peace with my daddy
Cause you know he could
C
be the next to pass
F
His door is always open
C
for a hot meal or a change of clothes
F
And I got boxes in his living room
filled with trinkets from a past life
I might put them in the front yard
C
and sell them all off
Well I knew she kept her bags packed
stacked by the door
G
cause it ain't if but when
F
And I ordered two from the barmaid
before I sat down
C
G
just to keep you from asking
F
Did you love her more
Dm
F
or did you just fight with her
C
a little more less than all the rest?
F
It's the lessons that I've learned
Dm
about the bridges that I've burned
F
That makes my deathbed
C
the only warrant for my return
G
F
And I, I'm gonna ride on through
I'm gonna stop just to get what I forgot
G
You know that my heart's been true
F
But I'm still mad at you
C
G
F
G
Em
G
F
C
I don't think I can do it any better than that.
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