Ballad of Forty Dollars chords and lyrics - TOM T. HALL

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[Verse 1]
[D]The[G] ma[D]n[G][D]
who preached the funeral
Said it really was a simple way [G]to die
He laid [A]down to rest one afternoon
And never opened up his [D]eyes
They hired me and Fred and Joe
To dig the grave and carry
up some [G]chairs
[A]It took us seven hours
And I guess we must have drunk
a case of [D]beer.

[Verse 2]
[D]I guess I ought to go and watch
them put 'I'm down
But I don't own [G]a suit
And any[A]way when they
start talkin' about
The fire in Hell, well, I get [D]spooked
So, I'll just sit here in my truck
And act like I don't know
'I'm when they [G]pass
[A]Anyway, when they're all through
I've got to go to work
and mow the grass.
[D]

[Verse 3]
Well, here they come and who's that
Ridin' in that big ol' shiny
lim[G]ousine
[A]Mmh! look at all that chrome,
I do believe
That's the sharpest thing I've [D]seen
That must belong to his great uncle
Someone said he owned
a big ol' [G]farm
When they get [A]parked I'll
mosey down
and look it over,
that won't do no harm.
[D]

[Verse 4]
Well, that must be the widow in the cr
And would you take a look [G]at that
That sure [A]is a pretty dress
You know some women do
look [D]good in black
Well, he's not even in the ground
And they say that his truck is up for [G]sale
They [A]say she took it pretty hard
But you can't tell too
much behind the veil.
[D]

[Verse 5]
Well, listen ain't that pretty
When the bugler plays
the Military [G]"Taps"
I think [A]that when you's
in the war
They always (hide 'n) play
a song like [D]that
Well, here I am and there they go
And I guess you'd call it my bad [G]luck
I hope [A]he rests in peace, the trouble is
The fellow owes me forty buck[D]s.

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