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Robert Earl Keen Jr - Armadillo Jackal chords
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Armadillo Jackal by Robert Earl Keen Trascribbed by DWdrummer67. Tuning: Standard, or capo to vocals as necessary. Am G The evening sun was sinkin' down, a chill north wind a-blows F E The new-plowed ground was coolin' fast, the river rolls and flows Am G Beneath the two-lane concrete river bridge between my place and town F E On that hot-bed Farm to Market road they call 1291 Am G I'm sayin' son you'll see me searchin', sizzlin' down that broad highway F E Dollar signs in both my eyes, I'm seekin' out my prey Am G I'm prayin' "Jesus, will you send me just another three or four?" F E They pay two-fifty down in Halletsville, 3 dollars, maybe more Am G And more than likely they'll be out tonight a-wanderin' from the farms F E Waddlin' down 1291 to keep their bodies warm Am G I'm talking walkin' belts and neckties, and boots for rodeo F E They don't run too fast, don't waste much gas, I'm makin' lots o'dough Chorus: Am C G D Am C G D The armadillo....o....o....o…The armadillo....o....o....o [ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/r/robert-earl-keen-jr/297373.html ] Am G The Armadillo never sees me, when I hit him with my brights F E His life don't flash before his eyes, he's blinded by my lights Am G And so I hit him with my bumper doin' sixty, sixty-five F E They take 'em frozen down in Halletsville, they don't take 'em alive Chorus: Am C G D Am C G D The jackal cri....i....i...ied… The jackal cri....i....i...ied Am G The jackal cried, look there's two of them a-walkin' down the line F E I can't believe my luck tonight this here makes twenty-nine Am G And so he rolled the first one runnin', the second was too fast F E His breaks and laughter squealin' as he stomped down on the gas Am G Good-God, his car was sideways flyin', when the bridge wall met his door F E The impact shook the river bed his foot went through the floor Chorus: Am C G D Am C G D Forevermore....or....or...ore Forevermore....or....or....ore Am G Forevermore was his last moment from the bridge wall to the stream F E From the speckled blood around his smile a-spewin' gasoline Am G And then he screamed his raspy epitaph, before he turned to flame F... E... They pay two-fifty down in Halletsville.... I ain't the one to blame..... Am C G D Am C G D Ain't it a sha....a....a....ame The jackal cri....i....i...ied Am C G D Am C G D The armadillo....o....o....o The armadillo....o....o....o (repeat until fade)  |