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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 x4E------------------------| 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...
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