Rubaiyat (Excerpt) Chords

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[Verse 1]
[D]Don't give your money,
not one penny spent
To learn the secret of your life, my [A]friend
One [D]little hair divides the false and [G]true,
And [A]on that little hair it starts and [D]ends.
One hair, I guess,
divides the false and true,
The false and true.
Find this one hair,
no matter what you [A]do,
What you do.
this [D]hair will lead you to the drinking [G]room
and [A]to the wives of your great
landlord [D]too. I rolled in pain down on
that sawdust floor the drinking floor I
prayed to heaven to open its golden [A]door I
[D]groaned and yelled how long [G]must I roll
You [A]must roll here till you are you no [D]more
I wasted lots of hours in a hot pursuit
Of this and that argument and dis[A]pute
Better to [D]kiss the lip with laughing [G]grapes
Than [A]eating sad, or proud,
[D]or bitter fruit I'm glad I went off on my big carouse
And took my second wife
into my [A]house
Divorced [D]old dried -up reason
out of my [G]bed
Took [A]this daughter of the vine to [D]spouse
What is and isn't I prove by rule and line
And up and down by logic [A]I define I
[D]guess you thought I was a deep wise [G]man
I [A]never went deep in anything but [D]wine
[A]My [D]drinkin' door eased open last night
I saw a lady with an angel [A]shape
She [D]handed me a glass of wisdom [G]juice
I [A]drank it down and found that
the juice was [D]great.
This grapey juice can
prove a billion things,
Can make our racial haters dance in [A]rings,
Can [D]make our seventy -two
fighting priests and [A]princes
Sing sinful songs and tease my
king and [D]queen,
Queens and kings both.
Would
God grow my good wine,
then would he dare, he wouldn't dare,
To make my viney grape a
trap and a [A]snare?
I'd [D]drink my wine and bless your
sweet red [G]mouth,
If [A]wine's a curse,
well, then who set it [D]there?[A][D]
you