Always Keep An Edge On Your Knife chords - Corb Lund Chords

Always Keep An Edge On Your Knife chords

            INTRO:E

VERSE 1:
E                               A
Don't never put your hat on the bed, son
E                         A
Never put your hat on the bed
            D            
Cuz if your hat's on the bed
          A
You might wake up dead
             B7                        E
So don't you never put your hat on the bed
                                  A
But if you do be sure it's upside down, son
       E                      A
If you do be sure it's upside down
    D
Cuz if there's any doubt
             A                   
It keeps the luck from running out
          B7                     E
So if you do be sure it's upside down
                              A
Never throw a match when it's dry, son

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E                             A
Never throw a match when it's dry
          D
Don't you never throw a match 
        A               
Cuz the grass might catch
    B7                            E
And burn three counties when it's dry

CHORUS:
Always keep an edge on your knife, son
Always keep an edge on your knife
Cuz a good sharp edge
Is a man's best hedge
Against the vague uncertainies of life
Yes a good sharp edge
Is a man's best hedge
Against the uncertain vagaries of life
      A                      D
But I never could sharpen no knife
         E              A
Like the one give the advice  
      B7         A          E
Yodel-aye, yodel-aye, yodel-ooh

VERSE:
Well never sell the old .22, son
Never sell the old .22
Cuz the old .22 
Shot a gofer or two
So don'tcha never sell the old .22
But aim to the left, a little low, son
Aim to the left a little low
Cuz the old iron sight 
Fires high and to the right
So aim it to the left, a little low
And always tip the glass when you pour, son
Always tip the glass when you pour
Cuz if you don't tip the glass
Then the foam, it comes fast
And runs down the table to the floor

CHORUS:

VERSE:
Well be sure to put your horse away dry, son
Be sure to put your horse away dry
Cuz a hot, wet horse
Ain't healthy of course
So be sure put your horse away dry
And be sure to thaw the bit when it's cold, son
Be sure to thaw the bit when it's cold
Cuz if you don't thaw the bit
Then you pony's tongue sticks
To the frozen, metal bridle when it's cold
And never judge a man by his clothes, son
Never judge a man by his clothes
You gotta look through the dirt
And, Lord, judge him by his work
So don'tcha never judge a man by his clothes
 
CHORUS:

OUTRO:
      A                      D
And I never could sharpen no blade
E                     A
Quite the way that he sayed
      B7         A          E
Yodel-aye, yodel-aye, yodel-ooh