From: "Kitch" <rumpole@mortimer.com>
Date: Fri, 19 Jul 2002 14:32:35 GMT

                   "Your Cash Ain't Nothin' But Trash"

                                  Steve Miller




Spoken: Your cash ain't nothing but trash (Take 1). Here we go. Yeah, you
may have heard about the gangster of love and the space cowboy, but I'm
gonna whip a cat on you right now who's had more trouble, trials and
tribulations.


Intro

E
One, two, three, hey
Yeah
Its alright
Look here

Verse1

E
I was walking down the main track
One night
I met a fine chick
She was built just right
She stopped when I flashed my roll
    E[hit]                                                     D,D,E[hit]
I told her she could have all of my dough
                                     D,D,E[hit]
She turned around and with a frown
She said this aint no circus
          [drums in]
And I dont need a clown


        A7
Your cash aint nothin but trash
         E
Your cash aint nothin but trash
          B7                         A7
Your cash aint nothin but trash
                E[hit]                                    D,D
And there ain't no need in your hangin around


[Verse 2]
Just to make a hit with that chick
I tried to get a Cadillac right quick
The man at the place he looked so strange
I had 900 bucks and some change
We disagreed
I tried to plead
Well, he said I aint a chicken
And I dont need your feed
Your cash aint nothin but trash
Your cash aint nothin but trash
Your cash aint nothin but trash
Well, baby youre crawling way past your speed


[Solo over E7 - 16 bars]


[Verse 3]
I was walkin into town in my white bucks
A man with a gun, he said hands up
I tried to get away but too slow
He got me and took all of my dough
I heard him shout
As he cut out
Well you aint lost nothin
What you cryin about
Your cash aint nothin but trash
Your cash aint nothin but trash
Your cash aint nothin but trash
And he took my watch and I passed out


[Verse 4]
I woke up in the arms of a big cop
Police station
Next stop
Judge swung his fist down
Plunk plunk
$20 fine cause youre drunk
Pick up the dough
And you can go
All I had was a buffalo
Your cash aint nothin but trash
Your cash aint nothin but trash
Your cash aint nothin but trash
            E[hit]                                     A  E[end]
But Im sure gonna get me some more

A Bitchin' Chart