Am  C   F   G
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[Intro]
Am F C C

[Verse 1]
        C
 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           G         C
 The whiskey, the liar, the thief!

[Verse 2]
         C
 She was coddled like a princess,
     F
 And promised as a bride,
      C                            G
 Lady Jekyll had a secret life to hide
                Am           F              C            G
 So through the window she'd creep when her father fell asleep,
     Am           G         C
 The whiskey, the liar, the thief!

[Chorus]
     F                                 C       
 She bats her eyes and lies about her ring,
    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           G         C
 The whiskey, the liar, the thief!

[Verse 3]
          C
 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           G         C
 The whiskey, the liar, the thief!

[Chorus]
     F                                 C       
 She bats her eyes and lies about her ring,
     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           G         C
 The whiskey, the liar, the thief!

[Instrumental]
F C F C G
Am F C G
Am G C

[Bridge]
   C                  
 A round for our two lovers,
         F                
 In this bar stool fairy tale,
        C                             G     
 Giving something for us bastards to believe
           C                 F             C              G
 You never think you'll find love drowning sorrows at the pub,
     Am             G           C
 With whiskey, And liars, and thieves!

[Chorus]
   F                                  C             
 A toast to those who stole another day (one more day!),
   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           G         C
 The whiskey, the liar, the thief!

[Outro]
C  F  C  G
Am F  C  G
Am G  C