Gossip Talkin Blues

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[Verse 1]

G                            Am
She's the reigning queen of "how ya been?"
              C              D
She's got the gossip talkin' blues
       G         Am                     C              D
She'll photocopy her friends' lives and pass one on to you
    G                     Am               C               D
And how do you think that I found out that Henry needs new shoes?
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But I'm convinced that she could find something better to do

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I don't know what I was thinking or what was on my mind
  G       C       G   C        G      C    D
I must've been preoccupied, or wiping my behind
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And she never ceases to blow me away with the secrets that she finds
    Em                 C                      D               G
But I'm convinced that she could do something better with her time

[Chorus]

               Em   C
I don't give a damn
               G  D
I don't give a damn
               Em   C
I don't give a damn
                  D      G
Oh, Lord, I don't give a damn

[Verse 2]

               G                     Am
Well, he's the reigning king of the latest thing
          C             D
And he'll document your life
   G         Am                   C                    D
To everybody and their mother and even the neighbour's wife
    G                   Am               C              D
And when the story gets back to you it's fiction with a knife
        Em                   C                               D         G
And the subjects' names have not been changed to protect the subjects' life

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Well I don't know what he was thinking or what was on his mind
G   C     G     C      G         C          D
Obviously not a lot or he'd have taken more time
    G        C       G        C       G        C        D
And now I'll have to kill him in some way that ain't sublime
      Em              C                         D       G
Yeah, one less gossip in the world, sure that'd suit me fine

[Chorus]

               Em   C
I don't give a damn
               G  D
I don't give a damn
               Em   C
I don't give a damn
                  D      G
Oh, Lord, I don't give a damn
               Em   C
I don't give a damn
               G  D
I don't give a damn
               Em   C
I don't give a damn
                  D      G
Oh, Lord, I don't give a damn
G    C    G    C    G        C      D
Damn you, damn you, damn you all to hell
Am   C              G
Yeah dead men never tell

[Solo]

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[Verse 3]

         G             Am                 C           D
Well you can't believe what they tell you when you're young
        G                       Am                   C   D
And you can't believe what they tell you when you're old
        G                       Am            C           D
And you can't believe what they say about you when you're gone
    G               Am             C
Not much of a conversation left to hold
            G               Am             C
There's not much of a conversation left to hold
            G               Am             C
There's not much of a conversation left to hold
            G               Am             C
There's not much of a conversation left to hold

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But Sunday morning in the church they'll catch up on the news
          G      C      G          C         G      C              D
There's a murmur in the flock, but there's a reason they're called pews
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'Cause something smells kinda' fishy with the local holy plan
    Em         C                           D      G
And I can only thank the Lord that I don't give a damn

[Chorus]

               Em   C
I don't give a damn
               G  D
I don't give a damn
               Em   C
I don't give a damn
                  D      G
Oh, Lord, I don't give a damn
               Em   C
I don't give a damn
               G  D
I don't give a damn
               Em
I don't give a damn
    C                            D      G
Oh, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy, I don't give a damn

[Outro]

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