Hoedown In Hell chords and lyrics - DALLAS WAYNE

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[Intro 1]
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[A]Last night

[Verse 1]
I had a terrible dream.
[Am]I dr[Dm]eamed they died and they buried me.
As [A]I walked up to meet my maker, he s[E]aid,
we ain't got no room for a fiddle player.
[A]St.
Peter said, son, can't you read the [Am]sign?
[Dm]There it was, righ[Eb]t before my eyes[Dm]
There was a [A]circle with a fiddle
And a line running through
And [E]underneath it [F]said
No ac[E]cordions [A]too[Am]
[A]Well, they threw me into that fiery pit
It [Dm]felt like forever [Eb]till [Dm]the time I hit
[Am]Down I [A]went and to the bottom was well
Till [Dm]I pas[E]sed the sign said howdy,
welcome to hell
My [A]welcoming committee
was a five piece band
They said we're [Dm]real glad to see ya
And they shook my [Eb]hand
[Dm]They [A]had twelve eyes between them
And half as many teeth
And I thought to my[E]self
They look like musicians [A]to [Am]me[A]
They said the [C]headman's in
Georgia on a holiday
An[Am]d he took his fiddle with him,
so we're
glad you came
[F]We're itchin' to play, if you can't tell
Hope you're ready [E]for a hoedown [A]in [Am]hell [A]I said I'm sorry,
there's got [Am]to be some
kind of mistake I ain't
[Dm]supposed to be here
They said shut up and play the song is [Am]called tie
a yellow ribbon around the old oak tree
[Dm]And [E]you can start it off
ready one two three
Then [A]we played every song that
Barry
Manilow wrote
Tom
[Dm]Jones
Pat
[Eb]Boone and the theme from love boat
[Dm]They [A]put me in a tuxedo with
my [Am]hair [A]full of gel.
They [E]said we're playing all night
Why do you think they [A]call [Am]it?
[F]I started running, had to g[F#]et away I[Am] knew[Bbm] if they caught me,[Bb]
[A]there'd be hell [Am]to pay
[C]The[E]n I w[F#]oke up to the
alarm [F]clock's bell
And that's [E]how I [F]survived [E]the hole down
[Am]in h[C]ell[Am][F][F#][F]
[E][Am]
Well, the head [C]man's in
Georgia on a holiday
An[Am]d he took his fiddle with him,
so we're
glad you came
[C]We'[F]re in tune to [F#]play,[F]
if you can't tell
Hope you're [E]ready for a
hoedown [Am]in hell
The [C]head man's in
Georgia on a holiday
And he [Am]took his fiddle with him,
so we're glad you came
We're [F]itching to play if you can't tell
Hope you're [E]ready [F]for
[E]a hoedown in hel[Am]l
[Dm]For [E]a hoedown in hell[A]
[Am]For [Dm]a hoe[E]down in hell[A][Am][Dm][E][Am]
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