Old Joe Riley

A A A D E E D A A A A D E E D A A E Old Joe Riley owned a fishin’ shack F#m D With the ocean out front and the bay out back A E He had a little boat and a fisherman’s tan F#m D When he wasn’t out fishin’ he was sittin’ in the sand E A Then the big boys came and they offered him millions D A E To put up some condos or a swank hotel E F#m Old Joe Riley told them no thanks anyway D A E I could use the money but I just can’t sell A D A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell E A A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell come on Instr Break A A A D E E D A A E He said I’ve seen the cities eatin’ up small towns F#m D Where you can’t smell the breeze and it’s cement ground A E You pay to park your car but it ain’t safe to walk F#m D Nobody looks you in the eye, don’t speak, don’t talk E A So when the big boys came and they offered him millions D A E To put up some condos or a swank hotel E F#m Old Joe Riley told them no thanks anyway D A E I could use the money but I just can’t sell A D A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell E A A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell here we go A A A A E E D A A A A A E E D A A G#m Yeah the bank lock box there’s a deed to some land F#m D With his widow’s gold ring a few grains of sand A E Joe Riley’s granddaughter’s gonna face a big choice F#m D I hope she remembers her granddaddy’s voice E A When the big boys came and they offered him millions D A E To put up some condos or a swank hotel E F#m Old Joe Riley told them no thanks anyway D A E I could use the money but I just can’t sell A D A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell E A A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell A D A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell E A A low rent heaven beats a high dollar hell come on A A A D E E D A A A A D E E D A