Tom: A
Intro: 4x:
Verso:
Get yourself cool-er, lay yourself low. Etc.
Coincidental murder with nothing to show.
When the judge's constipation goes to his head,
and his wife's aggravation, you're soon enough dead.
Same old story, same old song and dance
Ponte:
Fate comes a knocking; doors start locking....
Verso:
Your old time connection, change your direction.
Ain't gonna change it, can't rearrange it.
Can't stand the pain when it's all the same to you, my friend.
Same old story, same old song and dance.
E7
Get yourself cooler
Em
Lay yourself low
E7
Coincidental murder
Em
With nothing to show
E7
When the judge's constipation
Em
Goes to his head
E7
And his wife's aggravation
Em
You're soon enough dead
G7 A
It's the same old story
C D E7 Em
Same old song and dance, my friend
G A
It's the same old story
C D E7 Em
Same old song and dance, my friend
E7
Gotcha with the cocaine
Em
They found with your gun
E7
No smooth face laywer
Em
Could get ya undone
E7
Say love ain't the same
Em
On the south side of town
E7
You could look
Em
But you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
C D E7 Em
Same old song and dance, my friend
G D
It's the same old story
F G A
Same old song and dance
Doors start lockin'
Your old time connection
Change your direction
You ain't gonna change it
Can't rearrange it
Can't stand the pain
B Db D Eb E
When it's all the same to you
E7 Em E7
My friend
Em E7
When you're low down and dirty
Em
From walkin' the street
E7
With your old hurdy gurdy
Em
No one to meet
E7
Say love ain't the same
Em
On the south side of town
E7
You could look
E7
But you ain't gonna find it around
It's the same old story
C D E7 Em
Same old song and dance, my friend
G D
It's the same old story
F G A
Same old song and dance