The Winner Chords by Bobby Bare
Tempo:
130 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
A
D
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
A huck of a man with a beer in his hand, he [G] looked like a drunk old fool.
And I knew if I hit him right, boy I could [C] knock him off of that stool.
But everybody, they said watch out, [F] hey that's Tiger Man McCool.
[C#]
He's had [G] a whole lot of fights, and he's always come out [C] winner.
Yeah he's a winner.
But I'd had myself about five too many, [G] and I walked up tall and proud.
I faced his back, and I faced the fact that he [C] had never snooped or bowed.
I said Tiger Man you're a pussycat, [F] and a hush fell on the crowd.
I [G] said let's you and me go outside and see [C] who's a winner.
Well he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand, [G] and he braced against the wall.
He slowly looked up from his beard, [C] my God that man was tall.
He said boy I see you're a scrabbler, [F] so just before you fall,
[G] I'm going to tell you just a little about what it means [C] to be a winner.
He said now you see these bright white smiling teeth, [G] you know they ain't my own.
Mine rolled away like chiclets [C] down the street in San Antonio.
But I left that person cursing, nursing [F] seven broken bones, [G] and he only broke three of mine.
[C] That makes me the winner.
He said now behind this grin, I got a steel pin [G] that holds my jaw in place.
A trophy of my most successful [C] motorcycle race.
And each morning when I wake and touch [F] this scar across my face,
[G] it reminds me of all I got by [C] being a winner.
Now this broken back was a dying act [G] of a handsome hairy clay.
That sticky Cincinnati night [C] I stole his wife away.
But that woman she gets uglier and [F] she gets meaner every day.
But [G] I got her boy, and that's what makes me [C] a winner.
[A]
[D] He said you got to speak loud when you challenge me [A] son,
because it's hard for me to hear with this twisted neck and these migraine pains
[D] and this big old cauliflower ear.
And if it wasn't for this glass eye of mine, why [G] I'd shed a happy tear
to [A] think of all that you're going to get by [D] being a winner.
I got off and ride a cowboy boy, I got [A] dislocated knees
from picking fights with thunderstorms and [D] charging into trees.
And my nose been broke so awful I might [G] lose it if I sneeze.
[A] And son, you say you still want to [D] be a winner.
Now you remind me a lot of my younger days [A] with your knuckles a-clenching white.
But boy I'm going to sit right here [D] and sip this beer all night.
And if there's something that you got to gain or prove [G] by winning some silly fight,
[A] well okay I quit, I lose, [D] you're the winner.
So I stumbled from that bar room not so [A] tall and not so proud.
And behind me I still hear the hoots [D] and laughter of the crowd.
But my eyes still see and my nose still works [G] and my teeth are still in my mouth.
[A] And you know, I guess that makes me [D] the winner.
[N]
[E]
A huck of a man with a beer in his hand, he [G] looked like a drunk old fool.
And I knew if I hit him right, boy I could [C] knock him off of that stool.
But everybody, they said watch out, [F] hey that's Tiger Man McCool.
[C#]
He's had [G] a whole lot of fights, and he's always come out [C] winner.
Yeah he's a winner.
But I'd had myself about five too many, [G] and I walked up tall and proud.
I faced his back, and I faced the fact that he [C] had never snooped or bowed.
I said Tiger Man you're a pussycat, [F] and a hush fell on the crowd.
I [G] said let's you and me go outside and see [C] who's a winner.
Well he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand, [G] and he braced against the wall.
He slowly looked up from his beard, [C] my God that man was tall.
He said boy I see you're a scrabbler, [F] so just before you fall,
[G] I'm going to tell you just a little about what it means [C] to be a winner.
He said now you see these bright white smiling teeth, [G] you know they ain't my own.
Mine rolled away like chiclets [C] down the street in San Antonio.
But I left that person cursing, nursing [F] seven broken bones, [G] and he only broke three of mine.
[C] That makes me the winner.
He said now behind this grin, I got a steel pin [G] that holds my jaw in place.
A trophy of my most successful [C] motorcycle race.
And each morning when I wake and touch [F] this scar across my face,
[G] it reminds me of all I got by [C] being a winner.
Now this broken back was a dying act [G] of a handsome hairy clay.
That sticky Cincinnati night [C] I stole his wife away.
But that woman she gets uglier and [F] she gets meaner every day.
But [G] I got her boy, and that's what makes me [C] a winner.
[A]
[D] He said you got to speak loud when you challenge me [A] son,
because it's hard for me to hear with this twisted neck and these migraine pains
[D] and this big old cauliflower ear.
And if it wasn't for this glass eye of mine, why [G] I'd shed a happy tear
to [A] think of all that you're going to get by [D] being a winner.
I got off and ride a cowboy boy, I got [A] dislocated knees
from picking fights with thunderstorms and [D] charging into trees.
And my nose been broke so awful I might [G] lose it if I sneeze.
[A] And son, you say you still want to [D] be a winner.
Now you remind me a lot of my younger days [A] with your knuckles a-clenching white.
But boy I'm going to sit right here [D] and sip this beer all night.
And if there's something that you got to gain or prove [G] by winning some silly fight,
[A] well okay I quit, I lose, [D] you're the winner.
So I stumbled from that bar room not so [A] tall and not so proud.
And behind me I still hear the hoots [D] and laughter of the crowd.
But my eyes still see and my nose still works [G] and my teeth are still in my mouth.
[A] And you know, I guess that makes me [D] the winner.
[N]
[E]
Key:
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C
A
D
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
A huck of a man with a beer in his hand, he [G] looked like a drunk old fool. _
And I knew if I hit him right, boy I could [C] knock him off of that stool. _ _
But everybody, they said watch out, [F] hey that's Tiger Man McCool.
_ [C#]
He's had [G] a whole lot of fights, and he's always come out [C] winner.
Yeah he's a winner. _
But I'd had myself about five too many, [G] and I walked up tall and proud. _ _
I faced his back, and I faced the fact that he [C] had never snooped or bowed.
I said Tiger Man you're a pussycat, [F] and a hush fell on the crowd.
I [G] said let's you and me go outside and see [C] who's a winner.
_ _ _ Well he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand, [G] and he braced against the wall. _
He slowly looked up from his beard, [C] my God that man was tall. _
He said boy I see you're a scrabbler, _ [F] so just before you fall, _
[G] I'm going to tell you just a little about what it means [C] to be a winner.
_ _ He said now you see these bright white smiling teeth, [G] you know they ain't my own.
Mine rolled away like chiclets [C] down the street in San Antonio. _ _
But I left that person cursing, nursing [F] seven _ broken bones, [G] and he only broke three of mine.
[C] That makes me the winner.
_ He said now behind this grin, I got a steel pin [G] that holds my jaw in place. _
A trophy of my most successful [C] _ _ motorcycle race. _
And each morning when I wake and touch [F] this scar across my face,
[G] it reminds me of all I got by [C] being a winner. _ _ _ _
Now this broken back was a dying act [G] of a handsome hairy clay. _
That sticky Cincinnati _ night [C] I stole his wife away. _
But that woman she gets uglier and [F] she gets meaner every day. _
But [G] I got her boy, and that's what makes me [C] a winner.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ He said you got to speak loud when you challenge me [A] son,
because it's hard for me to hear _ with this twisted neck and these migraine pains
[D] and this big old cauliflower ear. _
And if it wasn't for this glass eye of mine, why [G] I'd shed a happy tear _ _
to [A] think of all that you're going to get by [D] being a winner. _ _ _
I got off and ride a cowboy boy, I got [A] _ _ dislocated knees
from picking fights with _ thunderstorms and [D] _ charging into trees.
And my nose been broke so awful _ I might [G] lose it if I sneeze.
_ [A] And son, you say you still want to [D] be a winner.
_ _ _ Now you remind me a lot of my younger days [A] with your knuckles a-clenching white. _
But boy I'm going to sit right here [D] and sip this beer all night.
And if there's something that you got to gain or prove [G] by winning some silly fight, _
[A] well okay I quit, I lose, [D] you're the winner. _ _ _
So I stumbled from that bar room not so [A] tall and not so proud. _
And behind me I still hear the hoots [D] and laughter of the crowd. _
But my eyes still see and my nose still works [G] and my teeth are still in my mouth. _
[A] And you know, I guess that makes me [D] the winner. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
A huck of a man with a beer in his hand, he [G] looked like a drunk old fool. _
And I knew if I hit him right, boy I could [C] knock him off of that stool. _ _
But everybody, they said watch out, [F] hey that's Tiger Man McCool.
_ [C#]
He's had [G] a whole lot of fights, and he's always come out [C] winner.
Yeah he's a winner. _
But I'd had myself about five too many, [G] and I walked up tall and proud. _ _
I faced his back, and I faced the fact that he [C] had never snooped or bowed.
I said Tiger Man you're a pussycat, [F] and a hush fell on the crowd.
I [G] said let's you and me go outside and see [C] who's a winner.
_ _ _ Well he gripped the bar with one big hairy hand, [G] and he braced against the wall. _
He slowly looked up from his beard, [C] my God that man was tall. _
He said boy I see you're a scrabbler, _ [F] so just before you fall, _
[G] I'm going to tell you just a little about what it means [C] to be a winner.
_ _ He said now you see these bright white smiling teeth, [G] you know they ain't my own.
Mine rolled away like chiclets [C] down the street in San Antonio. _ _
But I left that person cursing, nursing [F] seven _ broken bones, [G] and he only broke three of mine.
[C] That makes me the winner.
_ He said now behind this grin, I got a steel pin [G] that holds my jaw in place. _
A trophy of my most successful [C] _ _ motorcycle race. _
And each morning when I wake and touch [F] this scar across my face,
[G] it reminds me of all I got by [C] being a winner. _ _ _ _
Now this broken back was a dying act [G] of a handsome hairy clay. _
That sticky Cincinnati _ night [C] I stole his wife away. _
But that woman she gets uglier and [F] she gets meaner every day. _
But [G] I got her boy, and that's what makes me [C] a winner.
_ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ He said you got to speak loud when you challenge me [A] son,
because it's hard for me to hear _ with this twisted neck and these migraine pains
[D] and this big old cauliflower ear. _
And if it wasn't for this glass eye of mine, why [G] I'd shed a happy tear _ _
to [A] think of all that you're going to get by [D] being a winner. _ _ _
I got off and ride a cowboy boy, I got [A] _ _ dislocated knees
from picking fights with _ thunderstorms and [D] _ charging into trees.
And my nose been broke so awful _ I might [G] lose it if I sneeze.
_ [A] And son, you say you still want to [D] be a winner.
_ _ _ Now you remind me a lot of my younger days [A] with your knuckles a-clenching white. _
But boy I'm going to sit right here [D] and sip this beer all night.
And if there's something that you got to gain or prove [G] by winning some silly fight, _
[A] well okay I quit, I lose, [D] you're the winner. _ _ _
So I stumbled from that bar room not so [A] tall and not so proud. _
And behind me I still hear the hoots [D] and laughter of the crowd. _
But my eyes still see and my nose still works [G] and my teeth are still in my mouth. _
[A] And you know, I guess that makes me [D] the winner. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
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