DIFFIE JOE

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Date: Thu, 28 Dec 1995 14:56:23 -0600
From: Ken Keefover 
Subject: Way Too Much Time On My Hands, Again...
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If The Devil Danced (In Empty Pockets)
Written by Kim Williams & Ken Spooner.
c1989 Cross Keys Pub. & Texas Wedge Music.
Performed by Joe Diffie.

C7: 032310     A7: x02020     G/D: 320033   C#dim: 002323
D7: xx0212   A/C#: 043330   B7/D#: 021202     G/B: x20003
Em: 022000     B7: 021202   G#dim: xx0101      G6: 3x0000


Verse 1:
   C7                                                 G
Diablo motors had a hell of a sale, downtown yesterday,
    C7                               A7                    D
Word got around, no money down, take years and years to pay.
      C7                                                        G
When I got there the lot was bare, but the salesman said hold on.
      C7          C#dim     G/D    B7/D#  E  A7    D7            G
For a little cash, I gotta two-tone Nash     out behind the barn.

Chorus
G                                     A7         
If the Devil danced in empty pockets, he'd have a ball in mine.
       D                                       G6          G#dim      Am 
With a nine foot grand, a ten piece band and a twelve girl chorus line.
D        G                                          A
I'd raise some loot in a three piece suit, give 'em one dance for a dime,
   G/B C       A/C#       G/D B/D# E7  A              D7        G
If the Devil Danced in empty  pockets, he'd have a ball in mine.

Verse 2:
     C7                                                     G
Well he said friend it ain't the end let's see what I can do.
       C7                           A7                 D
If you own a home, I've got a loan, tailor made for you.
     C7                                                             G
Then above the racket a voice in my jacket said, "I'll tote the note."
    C7            C#dim         G/D B7/D# E          A7         D7        G
The devil made me do it, talked me  in    to it, and that was all she wrote.

Chorus

Bridge
Em                                          B7                 Em
They say debt is a bottomless pit where the devil likes to play.
                                                  A7               D
I'd sell my soul to get out of this hole, but there'd be hell to pay.

Chorus