A Different Kind of Knight (Christian Kane)
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A great song by Christian Kane. Couldn't find the chords anywhere, so here goes.
The verse is basically two chords, with some alterations on the D (add pinky or 
take away middle). Most
is done by proper strumming, I think.

Just play along the original, shouldn't be hard to figure out.

Dadd4add9: Just move the C chord up three frets

Starts with Em upstroke
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Verse
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Em               D
Can I cut in on a dance?
D
You ain't gonna find what you're lookin' for
              Em
In that little Mexican
Em
You can't mix your tears
                  D
With those from an agave plant

You see I've danced with him myself
               Em
And he's never been a friend

You go believin' in your Lancelot
          D
Well it's all in vain

And you're chasin' picket fences,
        Em
There's always hell to pay

I met many a girl in here
          D
With the same story line

All them boys on those white horses
           Em
Don't know how to ride


Chorus
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        C
But I got a pain outside with enough giddyup
      Em
To be free
        C              Em
I got a faint smell of cheap perfume
F               Em
And a hint of gasoline
        C                        Em                             
See I'm a different kind of knight
             D                      Em
You're gonna find your fairy tales are lies
                     C
I don't have a white horse
Dadd4add9                       Em      
But you can come along for the ride

Verse 2 (Em, C up and down)
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She said "I'm tired of living life in a romance book
I think chivalry's dead
And I ain't gonna look
For them roundtable boys on the white horse
That can't get the story right."
I said "as luck would have it
I was tossed by the throne
I let my merry hair down
Some years ago
And I traded my coat of arms
For a guitar and some broken yellow lines."

-> Chorus

Verse 3 (Em, C up and down)
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She kinda shifted in her seat a little bit
The thought of every eye on her bee-stung lips
And she raised that glass and the lime
And she kissed them goodbye
She said "promise me you'll take it slow
And swear no talk of tomorrow
And when you feel me tighten around you
Well you can let the hammer down."

-> Chorus