| (G) | (G/F#) | (F7) | (E7) | (Em7)

[Verse]
   G            G/F#              F7                Em7
My father was a gambler, he threw horseshoes at the moon
   C             G            D/F#            C
He won a million dollars, and lost a million, too
                     C5         G                C
They repossessed the house, and towed that Cadil- lac
   Am             Em                    F               D/F#   (hold)
My daddy, he just smiled and said, "One day I'll win it back"

   G                 G/F#           F7            Em7
My daddy bought that Cadillac off a Detroit motor line
        C                    G             D/F#             C
Then he drove it through his home town, to prove he hit his prime
                     C5         G                 C
With hundred dollars bills in a Saint Chris money clip
    Am                 Em                 F              D/F#   (hold)
And four kids starrin' proudly from that big ole sinkin' ship


[Chorus]
                           Em               C            G
Throwin' horseshoes at the moon, boys, it's mighty risky odds
      C                 G                D/F#                  Em
Some- times ya hook the milky way or the outstretched hands of God
    C                                    G             C
But mostly they just fall to earth in a dark and dusty hole
        Am               Em             F               D/F#  (hold)
And the sound of fallin' horseshoes, it pulls upon your soul
                            Em
Throwin' horse shoes at the moon

[Instrumental]
| (C) | (G) | (C) | (G) | (F#m) | (Em) | (Em) | (C) | (C) (Bm) |
E|(| G) | (C) | (C) | (Am) | (E) | (F) | (F#) | (D) ---

[Verse]
   G           G/F#           F7            Em7
My daddy was a gambler but he had an honest heart
   C              G              D/F#              C
He never did com- plain when the whole thing fell a- part
                         C5              G             C
He just swam that sea of alcohol till he hit the other side
    Am          Em           F               D/F#    (hold)
How can ya be a loser if you never loss your pride?
                           

[Chorus]
                            Em               C            G
Throwin' horse shoes at the moon, boys, it's mighty risky odds
     C                  G                D/F#                  Em
Some- times ya hook the milky way or the outstretched hands of God
    C                                   G              C
But mostly they just fall to earth in a dark and dusty hole
        Am               Em              F              D/F#  (hold)
And the sound of fallin' horse shoes, it pulls upon the soul
                            Em
Throwin' horse shoes at the moon

[Tag]
C       D                  G
Throwin horse shoes at the moon