E Oh, my, don't the sky look spacious With the stars all shining down A Well, I can hear the night wind howling D It's a high and lonesome sound E And I ain't had a woman in so long I can't feed my starving soul A Come on, saddle up, boys, D we're gonna ride into town E A D We're gonna get a little out of control There's a card game in the corner And the barmaid smiled at me Well, I tipped her a sliver dollar and She brought me a drink for free All the town-folk call her the cheap one And the gamblers call her Flo Come on, set 'em up again I got me a friend, and I think I'm getting out of control Oh, oh, oh D A She's cool water, her mama taught her B E I got news, she's mine and mine alone And if anybody's looking for trouble You know I'm the one you want to try Well, I'll fight any man who wants to And I don't care who or why You got to gamble on your story You got no guts, you get no glory And I'm betting my money on an ace in the hole Think I'm getting out of control A We've done it now Where's my baby? Where'd you go, baby? | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E B |