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Bury My Heart At The Trailer Park
The Peacemakers
from David Cushman, http://gladstone.uoregon.edu/~dcushman/guitar.html
Intro: G, C7 x4
E------------------------|
B--------------1-1-1-1---|
G---0-0-0-0-0--2-0-2-0---|
D-----0-2-3-2------------|
A------------------------|
E------------------------|
G C7 G
Well I'm hell (I'm hell) on wheels and women and horses
C7 Em
Got me a string of lame nags and a few divorces
Am C
I keep my eyes peeled wide to see
D D7 C7
The next future ex Mrs. me
G C7
If I'm a poor poor devil I'm a lucky lucky dog
G C7
If I'm a low low life I'm living high on the hog
Em Am
Got me a jackrabbit grillin on a Duraflame log
C D
Check out my ice chest chillin' down my home brewed grog
G D
Well I was born in a feedlot, raised in a strip mall
G C G
Cut my teeth on a mason jar I was kickin beer cans before I could crawl
C D
On my first run around the sun I was shootin straight and I was walkin tall
G D
So when I finally burn down from a torch to a spark
G C
I finally snuff out and my lights go dark
G C D D7
And I find I'm resigned to admit that my bite ain't as bad as my bark, no more
C7
Won't you bury my heart at the trailer park?
Well I know (I know) how to set this rambler's heart to heal
I'll turn the spice channel on in the fifth wheel
And crack a fresh screw top bottle of wine and I'll be feelin no pain in no time
Well I was born in a feedlot, raised in a strip mall
Cut my teeth on a mason jar I was kickin beer cans before I could crawl
On my first run around the sun I was shootin straight and I was walkin tall
I learned to hate from a strip mine, love from a strip bar
Honesty and charity I stole 'em from a tip jar
The lust for the dust, and the grease and grit and mud is runnin' in my blood
So when I finally burn down and the lights go dark
I finally snuff out from a torch to a spark
And I find I'm resigned to admit that my bite ain't as bad as my bark, no more
Well mama bury my heart at the trailer park
Solo Chords:
G, D, G, C, G, C, D, D
(key change)
A, E, A, D, A, D, E, E
A E
Well I was born in a feedlot, raised in a strip mall
A D
Cut my teeth on a mason jar I was kickin beer cans before I could crawl
A D E
On my first run around the sun I was shootin straight and I was walkin tall
I learned to hate from a strip mine, love from a strip bar
Honesty and charity I stole 'em from a tip jar
The lust for the dust, and the grease and grit and mud is runnin' in my blood
A E
So when I finally burn down and the lights go dark
A D
I finally snuff out from a torch to a spark
A Ab G F# E D
And I find I'm resigned to admit that my bite ain't as bad as my bark, no more
E
Mama bury my heart at the trailer park
A, D7 x4
Bury my heart, bury my heart...
