Biography:
Tony Joe White (Oak Grove, Louisiana, July 23, 1943 - October 24, 2018) was an American swamp rock singer-songwriter and guitarist, best known for his 1969 hit "Polk Salad Annie" and for "Rainy Night in Georgia", which he wrote but was first made popular by Brook Benton in 1970. He also wrote "Steamy Windows" and "Undercover Agent for the Blues", both hits for Tina Turner in 1989; those two songs came by way of Turner's producer at the time, Mark Knopfler, who is a friend of White.
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Other songs:
- Aint Going Down This Time
- Always The Song
- As The Crow Flies
- Backside Of Paradise
- Backwoods Preacher Man
- Bayou Woman
- Billy
- Closer To The Truth
- Clovis Green
- Delta Love
- Down By The Border
- Georgia Pines
- Goin Down Rockin
- High Horse
- High Sheriff Of Calhoun Parrish
- I Believe Ive Lost My Way
- I Get Off On It
- I Just Walked Away
- Ice Cream Man
- Lake Placid Blues
- Louisiana Rain
- Polk Salad Annie
- Rainy Night In Georgia
- Red Neck Women
- Robbin My Honeycomb
- Roosevelt And Ira Lee
- Save Your Sugar For Me
- Scratch My Back
- Soul Francisco
- Steamy Windows
- Susie Q
- The Guitar Dont Lie
- Tunica Motel
- Undercover Agent For The Blues
- Who You Ganna Hoodoo Now
- Willie And Laura Mae Jones
- Yo Yo Man
- Youre Gonna Look Good In Blues
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The Guitar Don’t Lie – Tony Joe White
Intro: Bm , F#m x4
Bm F#m Bm F#m
He sits all alone, playing his guitar
Bm F#m Bm F#m
In the back of a small café
Bm F#m Bm F#m
No one seems to hear so he closes his eyes
G D F#m Bm Bm x4
Just lets the music take him away
G D G F#
Singing songs of love, songs of broken hearts
Bm E Bm E
He's worn out his luck and his last pair of jeans
Bm E Bm E
But you keep going on when you're living on dreams
G D F# Bm F#m Bm , F#m x2
You can feel it inside and the guitar don't lie
Bm F#m Bm F#m
There's a lady he knows, who often comes by
Bm F#m Bm F#m
She's heavily into the blues
Bm F#m Bm F#m
She requests the same song every night
G D F# Bm Bm x4
Says it reminds her of someone she knew
G D G F#
A trace of her perfume floats across the room
Bm E Bm E
Once they were close, shared all their dreams
Bm E Bm E
But now all that he feels is a physical thing
G D F# Bm F#m
They grow slowly apart and the guitar don't lie
Solo: Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Some nights it gets cold, it makes him aware
Bm F#m Bm F#m
That time is slipping away
Bm F#m Bm F#m
If you look close at his dark curly hair
G D F# Bm Bm x4
Under the lights there's traces of grey
G D G F#
But he knows what it's all about, to feel down and out
Bm E Bm E
He's been there before, he's seen it all
Bm E Bm E
And you learn to survive with your back to the wall
G D F# Bm F#m Bm , F#m x4 Bm
It's a crazy old life and the guitar don't lie, oh no
Intro: Bm , F#m x4
Bm F#m Bm F#m
He sits all alone, playing his guitar
Bm F#m Bm F#m
In the back of a small café
Bm F#m Bm F#m
No one seems to hear so he closes his eyes
G D F#m Bm Bm x4
Just lets the music take him away
G D G F#
Singing songs of love, songs of broken hearts
Bm E Bm E
He's worn out his luck and his last pair of jeans
Bm E Bm E
But you keep going on when you're living on dreams
G D F# Bm F#m Bm , F#m x2
You can feel it inside and the guitar don't lie
Bm F#m Bm F#m
There's a lady he knows, who often comes by
Bm F#m Bm F#m
She's heavily into the blues
Bm F#m Bm F#m
She requests the same song every night
G D F# Bm Bm x4
Says it reminds her of someone she knew
G D G F#
A trace of her perfume floats across the room
Bm E Bm E
Once they were close, shared all their dreams
Bm E Bm E
But now all that he feels is a physical thing
G D F# Bm F#m
They grow slowly apart and the guitar don't lie
Solo: Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2
Bm F#m Bm F#m
Some nights it gets cold, it makes him aware
Bm F#m Bm F#m
That time is slipping away
Bm F#m Bm F#m
If you look close at his dark curly hair
G D F# Bm Bm x4
Under the lights there's traces of grey
G D G F#
But he knows what it's all about, to feel down and out
Bm E Bm E
He's been there before, he's seen it all
Bm E Bm E
And you learn to survive with your back to the wall
G D F# Bm F#m Bm , F#m x4 Bm
It's a crazy old life and the guitar don't lie, oh no
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