ACE IN THE HOLE       (by Ed Volker)
(transcribed by Alan Sigman, sigmana@faatcrl.faa.gov)

A
Back stabbing and back talking
                         D
Fools running off at the mouth
A
When the big wind blows chilly and cold
                    D
The wise fool flies south
A
Surviving on beans and nicotine
                   D
And a tale my papa told
         E
They say look the poor boy is going down
    D        E          A
But I got an ace in the hole

CHORUS:
               A        D
  I got an ace   in the hole
               A        D
  I got an ace   in the hole
          C#              F#m
	Old man time has got my body
      C#                 F#m  (E)
	And Scratch has got my soul
            D       A          Cdim7   Bm7
  But don't shed no tears when I    go under
         D        E          A
  'Cause I got an ace in the hole


You're leaving and I'm staying
I guess I'll be leaving too
If the roads we walk ever found the way
We'll drown a bottle or two
You always had a joker up your sleeve
When the hard times got too old
Don't look at me and say down in the mouth
'Cause I got an ace in the hole

{repeat CHORUS}

D                  Ebdim7
When the chips are down
    A         D      A
The chips are always down
                   D          F#m
Let the chips fall where they may
     E
This boy came here to play

{instrumental verse}

17 and I'm beaming
Already felt like I paid twice
Matchbox garter in the French Quarter
Oh what a fool's paradise
Books and plans
They could not stand 
Against the sunshine orange and gold
Kings and queens dressed up in rags
But I found an ace in the hole

{repeat CHORUS}

  I got an ace in the hole
  I got an ace in the hole
  I got an ace in the hole
  I got an ace in the hole
{jam}               
  I got an ace in the hole