M. Ross Perkins – No Good Sons Of Galveston chords

[Verse 1]

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G                    F         CWhen I got back into Galveston again,
G                          F                CI shot my wad at Callow's Billiards Bar and Inn
      F              CAnd I get a slow gin fizz
      F                     GI am him, boy, who's your friend?

[Verse 2]

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G                       F                   CSan Francisco broke me down and wrecked my head.
G                        F                  CGuess I wasn't much cut out just like they said.
      F                CCity life just got me sick,
      F                     GMoneyed pricks and seated tricks.

[Pre-Chorus]

F                          CWrote back tex to fill my gas,
F                          CStocked myself on fancy grass,
           F                 GEastbound fast and that was that.

[Chorus]

              C                 F CTwo thousand miles to Galveston.
F         C                           F          CYour old boy done packed his bag and brought it home.
F          C                          F          CTell that what's-his-name I'd hate to break his nose,
     F        C                         F      CAnd tell your sister that she's looking mighty grown.

[Verse 3]

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G                         F                CI fell loosely 'cross a street I'd seen before,
G                    F                CSaw the city boarded up your daddy's store
             F          CBilly don't live here anymore.
             F          GJackie don't live here anymore.

[Chorus]

              C                 F CTwo thousand miles to Galveston.
F         C                           F          CYour old boy done packed his bag and brought it home.
F          C                          F          CTell that what's-his-name I'd hate to break his nose,
     F        C                         F      CAnd tell your sister that she's looking mighty grown.

              C                 F CTwo thousand miles to Galveston.
F         C                           F          CYour old boy done packed his bag and brought it home.
F          C                          F          CTell that what's-his-name I'd hate to break his nose,
     F        C                         F      CAnd tell your sister that she's looking mighty grown.