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Dont Let The Truth Get In The Way Of A Good Story Tab

by Gaelic Storm


                      
On a steamer bound for Baltimore
                                
I said, that's no fun, I've been there before
                   
So I jumped ship in Singapore
                    
With a cook from Mexico
             
Got a bowl of shark-fin soup
                       
Ducked into a bar for a couple a scoops
                             
Played some Texas-stud with a circus troop
                          
And they cleaned me out of dough

They cleaned me out of dough

                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                    
No harm, no foul, no crime
                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                   
It'll get 'em every time

                     
At dawn they all went back to bed
              
I went to Borneo instead
                            
Had a hair-of-the dog for my shrunken head
                  
With the Sultan of Brunei
                    
Had a small bit of a seizure
                  
On the way to Micronesia
                   
Got a bad case of amnesia
                     
And forgot to say goodbye

Forgot to say goodbye

                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                    
No harm, no foul, no crime
                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                   
It'll get 'em every time


Stopped in Tajikistan on the way to Iran

Took a break in Jamaica to work on my tan

Swam from Cayo Fragoso to Carriacou

I climbed Machu Pichu in darkest Peru

Had a pint with the pope and played pool with the queen

She's good with a stick, if you know what I mean

I once had a job riding bulls in Montana
                         
I taught Jimi Hendrix the Star-Spangled Banner

I've been to Morocco, Malawi, Macau
                        
I know how to fly, but I won't tell you how

I've been to Morocco, Malawi, Macau
                        
I know how to fly, but I won't tell you how

                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                    
No harm, no foul, no crime
                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                   
It'll get 'em every time

                       
Bought an ice cold Coca-Cola
                     
From a Congolese high-rollah
                   
Got deported from Angola
                  
To a castle on the Rhine
               
Ask anyone that knew me
                   
The Emir of Bahrain sued me
                      
I was in a Blockbuster movie
                   
And I didn't make a dime

                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                    
No harm, no foul, no crime
                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                   
It'll get 'em every time

                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                    
No harm, no foul, no crime
                                   
Don't let the truth get in the way of a good story
                   
It'll get 'em every time