The Whiskey The Liar The Thief Chords
The Whiskey The Liar The Thief by Patent Pending is a moderately challenging guitar song played in the key of Am. It uses the chords Am, C, F and G. Use the transpose and diagram tools on this page to change the key, see each shape, or simplify the chords.
Standard tuning, No capo
Am C F G
e|-0---0---1---3-|
B|-1---1---1---3-|
G|-2---0---2---0-|
D|-2---2---3---0-|
A|-0---3---3---2-|
E|-x---x---1---3-|
Intro:
Am F C G
Am
He was brought up like a sailor,
F
A pirate of the streets,
C G
Stealing booty, booze, and dirty magazines
Am F C G
The rainy days come, the rainy days go,
Am F C G
The whiskey, the liar, the thief!
Am
She was coddled like a princess,
F
And promised as a bride,
C G
Lady Jekyll secret life to hide
Am F C G
So through the window she'd creep when her father fell asleep,
Am F C G
The whiskey, the liar, the thief!
Am F C G
She bats her eyes and lies about her ring,
Am F C G
He used the coin he stole to buy the drinks.
Am F C G
Never thought they'd find love drowning sorrows at the pub,
Am F C G
The whiskey, the liar, the thief!
Am
He never made an honest buck,
F
She only borrowed from the truth,
C G
They were the greatest match that hell had ever seen
Am F C G
But if you reap what you sew, it doesn't matter where you go,
Am F C G
The whiskey, the liar, the thief!
Am F C G
She bats her eyes and lies about her ring,
Am F C G
The coin he stole is buying all the drinks
Am F C G
It's the devil's first mate and a drunken runaway,
Am F C G
The whiskey, the liar, the thief!
G C
A round for our two lovers,
F Am
In this bar stool fairy tale,
G C F Am
Giving something for us bastards to believe
Am F C G
You never think you'll find love drowning sorrows at the pub,
Am F C G
With whiskey, And liars, and thieves!
Am F C G
A toast to those who stole another day (one more day!),
Am F C G
A round to those who lied to get away (one more drink?)
Am F C G
And to those who found love drowning sorrows at the pub,
Am F C G
Some day you'll find love drowning sorrows at the pub,
Am F C G
Never thought they'd find love drowning sorrows at the pub,
Am F C G
The whiskey, the liar, the thief!
Enjoy!
-Sace