D C G D Lace your shoes with country blues, ramble down that old dusty road. [Verse 1]D C G D Take your money down into town gonna get rich in the gameD C G D You come on home drunk down at daybreak, you got no room to complain [Chorus]D G D Cause the pot can't call the kettle black,A D cause the the trains all runnin' on the same old trackG D You can't feel nothing but your life flying byA G You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind[Verse 2]D C G D Grandpa had him a wandering eye, he must have passed it on down to meD C G D None of the girls are pretty as Ginny, but I like some that I see [Chorus]D G D Cause the pot can't call the kettle black,A D cause the the trains all runnin' on the same old trackG D You can't feel nothing but your life flying byA G You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind [Verse 3]D C G D The bottom of the bottle sure makes you feel good, I like you better that wayD C G D So clap your hands and make up a song, I hear every word that you say [Chorus]D G D Cause the pot can't call the kettle black,A D cause the the trains all runnin' on the same old trackG D You can't feel nothing but your life flying byA G You got trouble on your hands, trouble on your mind [Outro]D C G D What in the world can a poor boy do but let his old rambling roll.
Pot Cant Call The Kettle Black
Jerry Jeff Walker
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