Boystown G Well the cigarette smoke hovers above a bar room glow C Through the dim lights stood a pretty little whore D She looked as broke as a oil field drifter G D Counting the lies to his ex-wife’s picture Well, every effort she makes to improve her condition Starts with a smile and a friendly proposition The night was long, the sparkle in her eye Drifts away with the perfume high Then it makes it hard to tell anymore ‘Bout how she became a pretty little whore The thoughts roll across her discolored face Drowns in the lies, it drift from disgrace Chorus: Yeah, down the road into Mexico Up the hill to Boystown they go Corona clubs got a donkey show And for a hand full of pesos were all gonna go Well, the taxicab rolled up and down that hill The cowboys pour out for midnight thrills Started off with beer and ended with tequila Two to three minutes with a sweet senorita Well that rusty old table on a three legged chair Sat a bow legged man with dusty black hair Rancho Grande flowed across the bar As his fingers ran threw an old gut string guitar After five pesos and a few cigarettes He’ll play you a song you didn’t request He’s not confused just a little bit tired Playing for the strangers, pocket change for an hour Yeah, he had a bent sombrero with a hole in the side Results of taking a knife into a gunfight The days are long, he’s just a wore out old man Playing tired songs in a mariachi band There they go When the night in time turns into day 6 A.M rolls around the way Stagger outside drunk and tired Craving hot dogs from a street gutter fire Start rolling dice for taxicab fairs Through the night they give evil eyed glares The fight is on, ain’t no use in talking Some unlucky loser gonna end up walkin’ And as starts toward the bridge he gets a feeling inside With every step it gets harder to hide He ain’t got no money, he don’t know no trouble Get out alive a vaquero on the double Chorus ------------------------------------------------------------- Dollar a day G Cadd9 G Well I’ve been workin in the hot damn sun Cadd9 G Well just for a dollar a day Cadd9 G and I’m workin for a dollar a day D G I’m workin for a dollar a day I’ve never understood why all my money goes to man down at the bank all he dose is sit and think about the money I’m ganna make All my brothers are jumpin on planes goin off fightin in wars been over on the desert shores fightin for my freedom and a little bit of ore Sure does cost well whole a lot of money to live in the land of the free so I think I’ll go and plant a seed grow a marijuana money tree well I’m ganna head it on down south Louisiana with a guitar on my back corn bread in a gunny sack well maybe they'll cut me some slack I’ve been pickin on the rock since five o'clock my calluses is cut to the bone the soles on my shoes are worn I’m livin on the rocks and stones Well I’ve been in the god damn sun just for a dollar a day been workin for a dollar a day cause I need some money to save -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ever Wonder Why A If you ever seen me walking down the side of the road G D Would you ever stop and wonder why A Would you think its lost that I paid the cost G D And stop and give a poor boy a ride A G D And forget my past So if I get home Im never ganna worry bout the things that I could have done Ive done a lot of things I could of done better but now it dont matter none I raise my glass Cause I fell in love and then lost touch I dropped it and broke her heart Ive drove off a cliff and I barely miss walking days through the park what a selfish boy I have not forgot that the food in the pot Aint cooking for a boy like me Ive been fighting all night with the dogs in the alley Looking for a bone to eat Starving to death Everybodys trouble with the hustle and bustle Payment on the house is late And if I ever had a problem like that I guess Id be in pretty good shape You can kiss my ass goodbye When I feel the wind blow see the ghost in the road The Headlights are beautiful sight Out in the desert I could sit up in heaven watch the sun keep setting for miles here come another song I take a pen and a little piece of paper Scribble on down the lines And what your hearing now is something I found hiding way down inside in the center of my heart and I hope everybody had a real good time I hope I didnt bring you down these aint sad songs so dont take'em wrong I havent been home in a while and I'll see you all around ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Honey D G You were a good girl honey Bm A Oh yes you love your mama D G Oh then you run away Bm A With that boy from Oklahoma D G Used to get down on yourself Bm A Every once in awhile D G Oh then you pass it on Bm A With a joint and a smile, singin Chorus: D G Yippee ki yay ride away Bm A Take me on down to the sunset D G Dont ever let me go Bm A Just wanna ride away where the wind blows Used to drive down the dirt roads The radio upholdin like the chevy's You would dance all night long Down where the moon holds the river You fall asleep by the fire Holdin each other so close Stars will fall upon our love And you cry dont ever let me go Chorus You were a good girl honey Oh yes you love your mama Oh then you run away With that boy from Oklahoma Used to get down on yourself Every once in awhile Oh then you pass it on With a joint and a smile, singin Chorus ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Long Way From Georgia C F G F C Whoa, sittin at a truck stop with my cowboy boots and a guitar C F G F C Now I'm livin on a tip box and it was made for cigars G F C G F C A long way from Georgia, a long way from Georgia Oh I'm out on the highway, Well, I have no regrets Cause I'm a-living my way on coffee and cigarettes A long way from Georgia, a long way from Georgia Bridge: Am C/B C Oh and this highway is my home Am G C Oh, through the night and I ride on Am C/B C And I just keep on rollin on Am C/B C Cuz I'm a long way from home G F C G F C A long way from Georgia, a long way from Georgia Fiddle solo Whoa, sittin at a truck stop and a waitress kills me Well I'm all you got ???, it's gonna take you the long way A long way from Georgia, a long way from Georgia --------------------------------------------------------------------- Sunrise E Asus2 E Well here I go again straight up out a motel B5 Asus2 E Got my guitar out of a pawnshop jail E Asus2 E If I quit im just rolling the dice B5 Asus2 E I couldn’t pass up the red beans and rice E Asus2 E Singing oh my my B5 Asus2 E See them girls dancing there underneath the sunrise E Asus2 E Oh my my B5 Asus2 E Taste the sugar on their lips underneath that moonlight Well im taking my chances and taking my sins Thrown them down the hill and I watch’em come around again Watch’em fall watch’em the rise up to the sky Hundred miles a hour cross the river to the other side Singing oh my my See them girls shake their asses underneath the sunrise Oh my my Taste the sugar on their lips underneath the moonlight Well I’m living in desert with a one eyed dog You could lead a blind man out of Vietnam Cause everybodys begging everybody wants a chance When you’re stuck in a storm well do a rain dance Oh my my See them girls dancing underneath the sunrise Oh my my Taste the sugar on their lips underneath the moonlight Well here I go again straight up out a motel Got my guitar out of a pawnshop jail If I quit im just rolling the dice I couldn’t pass up the red beans and rice Singing oh my my See them girls their asses underneath the sunrise Oh my my Taste the sugar on their lips underneath that moonlight --------------------------------------------------------- The Highway A Well, I can recall where I'm from A But I think its where them cowboys are born D A D A Along the highway, oh, along this highway A My momma said when I was born A The look in your eyes well I could he’s gonna run D A D A Along the highway, oh, along this highway E A And I ride oh I see through the smoke E A Engine rolls carry me on to the west coast D A And the same sunny race oh I see everyday E A Risin above, oh, a lonesome highway And all I have are these two hands And these two thumbs, hitchin my way across the land Along the highway, oh, along this highway Now I might die a broken mans son But I will ride until I can reach the sun Along the highway, oh, along this highway My momma said when I was young The look in your eyes well I could tell he’s gonna run On the highway, oh, along this highway -------------------------------------------------------------------- Wishbone Saloon G G Early afternoon when the sun goes down G G the cowboys saddle up and ride to town C D G G to a run down bar outside of Marfa G G It was a honky-tonk heaven yeah I shouted from above G G At the best lookin' hookers next to lonesome dove C D G G Check your guns at the door, I wanna see ole Marla CHORUS: D D Where the beer bottles bust on the hardwood floors C C And the cowboys ride through the swinging doors D D Blood on the kuckles of a fighting man C C G G Cause I caught me the devil, another crooked hand D D It was a lonesome lady on a Friday night C C With the fishnet stockings comin' to her thigh D D It's a wild- ass bar fight, get down hoe down C C Howlin' at the moon, Wishbone Saloon G G G G C D G G The cowboys whistle as the barmaid pours A triple shot of whiskey for the girls on the floor Now they're dancin' on the bar, all up in the air And the jukebox jumps through a smoke ring singing a Bob Wills tune to the cowboys saying hey barmaid honey, bring us another round. Chorus (this verse is kind of slowed and strummed differently) G G It's ealry in the mornin' better get to going G G C D G G Rooster's crowin', got work to do G G The barbwire's down and the cows are gettin' out G G C D G G Gotta catch em fast, before the boss finds out CHORUS