Hangdog Hotel Room

Hay 2 versiones de esta canción. Tocá una para verla.

This song is just a lot of fun to sing.  I have no idea if this is the key that Gordon Lightfoot recorded it in
but it works for me.  Enjoy.

HANGDOG HOTEL ROOM—Gordon Lightfoot

VERSE 1.
C                    D
I go in for singin’, I do it for my pay
        F                 C
But the kind of gig I can really dig 
        G
Happens at the break of day
       C                    Bb
With a few good friends and neighbours 
     F                      C
Into playin’ the night-time tunes
   F                     C
So pass the jar and that old guitar 
        G               C
In this hangdog hotel room.
VERSE 2.
C                       D    
I believe in magic, a little monkey-shines,
        F                   C
But the kind of row I can really hoe 
   G            
Is playin’ in tune on time,
     C            Bb                  F              C
With rhythms all around us we’re like weavers at the loom,

   F                     C
So pass the jar and that old guitar 
        G             C
In this hangdog hotel room.

CHORUS 1.
C          Bb               F                 C
Oh Lord it feels so good to play a night-time tune
   F                     C
So pass the jar and that old guitar 
        G             C
In this hangdog hotel room.

VERSE 3.
C                            D
When it comes to morning and going out at night,
         F                 C
Well the kind of test that I like best 
   G
Is treating the wrong girl right.
      C                    Bb
And a few good friends and neighbours 
     F                      C
Into playin’ the night-time tunes
   F                     C
So pass the jar and that old guitar 
        G             C
In this hangdog hotel room.

CHORUS 2
C          Bb               F                 C
Oh Lord it feels so good to play a night-time tune
   F                     C
So pass the jar and that old guitar 
        G             C
In this hangdog hotel room.
     C           Bb                   F              C
With rhythms all around us we’re like weavers at the loom,

   F                     C
So pass the jar and that old guitar 
        G             C
In this hangdog hotel room.

   F                     C
So pass the jar and that old guitar 
        G            C
In this hangdog ---- hotel room.