Strangers

[Intro] A [Verse 1] A D7 In a town not far, I heard a man lost his friend to the law A C#7 So he went to find the wilder side of colonies abroad F#7 B7 He kicked the dust and bit the bullet, riding bare-back Indian-style A E He tipped his hat and didn't look back D He'll be gone for a while A Yeah, he'll be gone [Verse 2] A D7 Well, he came to California with a mighty smug look on his face A C#7 Found the very first bar in a bum-squat town with all walks of the human race F#7 B7 'Cause sluts lined up and showed him their tits, with a bottle he took in the side A E D He wanted to stay but before he could say, he was out like a light A Yeah, he was out [Chorus 1] A Bm E G F# Ain't it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places N.C. Bm E G F# Ain't it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places, mmm hmm [Post-chorus 1] G In an abstract way F# We can all relate G F# At least I can, at any rate A D7 A D7 [Verse 3] A D7 When he came to, his gun was gone, his shirt was in a twist A C#7 Dog-tired and hungry, with no money, the blood boiled in his fists F#7 B7 He saw a whore and asked her how he'd come to have such luck A E D And she said, "You don't look at those hard-workin' women that way when you don't got a buck A She took the gun 'cause you drank the whiskey." [Verse 4] A D7 "I'm sorry, miss, I tell ya but old bastards like me A C#7 Are so hung up on living life, we don't meditate on courtesy. F#7 B7 So, go ahead and shoot me, I ain't got no where to go. A E D I'll have myself a whiskey with the devil down below. A With the devil down below." [Chorus 2] A Bm E G F# Ain't it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places N.C. Bm E G F# Ain't it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places, mmm hmm [Post-chorus 2] G In an abstract way F# We can all relate G F# At least I can, at any rate A D7 A D7 [Verse 5] A D7 As it turned out, the hooker felt right sorry for his soul A C#7 She spared his life and said she too felt life was mighty cold F#7 "Well, if I strike it rich," he cried B7 "Then you shall have a dress A E And if a woman like you could ever love me D Then, I'll have happiness A Yeah, I'll have happiness" [Chorus 3] A Bm E G F# Ain't it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places N.C. Bm E G F# Ain't it funny how strangers find home in the strangest places, mmm hmm [Post-chorus 3] G In an abstract way F# We can all relate G F# At least I can, at any rate