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Little Junior Chords

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Well, daddy wore a Stetson and a hundred dollar suit

Developed a cravin' for the black man's blues

At five card stud,      he knew his way around the tables

Lay it down boys,       I'm takin' it home to the baby


         A                 E
Little Junior,  The gypsy child
              B7                  A                 E
Only goin' through once and I'm going,  through in style


   E
Yeah like my daddy,     I've been around too, And as far as cravins I've got,  quiet a few

Long legged women,      diamonds and cars, Old aged whiskey and all night bars

The boggie woggie and a real good smoke,        Sittin' on ready on a another toke

I like my lovin' when Lou - Lou's in town,      And you can bet your dollar she's comin' around

Repeat Chorus:
Lead Ride:    E - E - E - E - A - E - B - A - E   

   E
Raised without a mother, So I'm a mother myself,        I've been known to raise some hell

I ain't allowed on the other side of town,      Strange things happen, they say when I'm around

Awe, mommas and papas you better be on guard,   And keep you little girl in the yard

I end up jail every Saturday night,     But I'm out on bail before the booking sheets dry 

Repeat Chorus:

Outro:    E - E - E - E - A - E - B - A - E 
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