G: 320033
C: 032010
D: XX0232
D/F:200230
Am:002210
2 x INTRO:
first time clean acoustic, second time not so much..
VERSE:
Girl, don't bother him, lock your door,
Sat there hollerin' "Darlin' don't you love me no more?"
You always let him in before, now didn't ya?
He's just singin' the same old songs
That he always sang before.
He's the last of the hardcore troubadours.
(continue chord progression throughout)
Now girl, let him figure out which is which,
Wherefore art thou Romeo, you son of a bitch.
You'd just as soon fight as switch now, wouldn't you?
He'd come to make love on your satin sheets,
Wake up on your living room floor,
He's the last of the hardcore troubadours.
He's the last of the all-night, do right,
Stand beneath your window 'til daylight.
He's the last of the hardcore troubadours.
Baby, what you waitin' for?
Girl, figure out what you're gonna do.
When he moves on again and he leaves you alone and blue,
But you knew he is just passin' through now didn't you?
And now you can't just say this is the last time baby
Like you always did before.
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours.
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
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C: 032010
D: XX0232
D/F:200230
Am:002210
2 x INTRO:
first time clean acoustic, second time not so much..
VERSE:
Girl, don't bother him, lock your door,
Sat there hollerin' "Darlin' don't you love me no more?"
You always let him in before, now didn't ya?
He's just singin' the same old songs
That he always sang before.
He's the last of the hardcore troubadours.
(continue chord progression throughout)
Now girl, let him figure out which is which,
Wherefore art thou Romeo, you son of a bitch.
You'd just as soon fight as switch now, wouldn't you?
He'd come to make love on your satin sheets,
Wake up on your living room floor,
He's the last of the hardcore troubadours.
He's the last of the all-night, do right,
Stand beneath your window 'til daylight.
He's the last of the hardcore troubadours.
Baby, what you waitin' for?
Girl, figure out what you're gonna do.
When he moves on again and he leaves you alone and blue,
But you knew he is just passin' through now didn't you?
And now you can't just say this is the last time baby
Like you always did before.
He's the last of the hard-core troubadours.
| / slide up
| \ slide down
| h hammer-on
| p pull-off
| ~ vibrato
| + harmonic
| x Mute note
===============================================================================