VERSE 1. C D I go in for singin', I do it for my pay F C But the kind of gig I can really dig G Happens at the break of day C Bb With a few good friends and neighbours F C Into playin' the night-time tunes F C So pass the jar and that old guitar G C In this hangdog hotel room. VERSE 2. C D I believe in magic, a little monkey-shines, F C But the kind of row I can really hoe G Is playin' in tune on time, C Bb F C With rhythms all around us we're like weavers at the loom, F C So pass the jar and that old guitar G C In this hangdog hotel room. CHORUS 1. C Bb F C Oh Lord it feels so good to play a night-time tune F C So pass the jar and that old guitar G C In this hangdog hotel room. VERSE 3. C D When it comes to morning and going out at night, F C Well the kind of test that I like best G Is treating the wrong girl right. C Bb And a few good friends and neighbours F C Into playin' the night-time tunes F C So pass the jar and that old guitar G C In this hangdog hotel room. CHORUS 2 C Bb F C Oh Lord it feels so good to play a night-time tune F C So pass the jar and that old guitar G C In this hangdog hotel room. C Bb F C With rhythms all around us we're like weavers at the loom, F C So pass the jar and that old guitar G C In this hangdog hotel room. F C So pass the jar and that old guitar G C In this hangdog ---- hotel room.