Ballad Of Forty Dollars~Tom T.Hall.wmv Chords

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A man who preached the funeral said it really was a simple way [G] to die. _ _ _ _
_ [A] He lay down to rest one afternoon and never opened up [D] his eyes. _ _ _ _
_ They hired me and Fred and Joe to dig the grave and carry up [G] some chairs. _ _ _
_ [A] It took us seven hours and I guess we must have drunk a case [D] of beer.
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I guess I ought to go and watch them put him down but I don't own [G] a spoon. _ _ _ _
_ [A] And anyway when they start talking 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 him when they [G] pass. _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] Anyway when they're all through I've got to go to work and mow [D] the grass. _ _ _ _
Well here they come and who's that riding in that big old shiny _ [G] limousine? _ _ _ _
_ [A] Look at all that chrome, I do believe that that's the sharpest thing [D] I've seen. _ _ _ _
_ That must belong to his great uncle, someone said he owned a big [G] old farm. _ _ _ _
_ [A] When they get parked I'll mow you down and look it over, that won't do no [D] harm.
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_ Well that must be the widow in the car and would you take a look [G] at that? _ _ _ _
_ [A] That sure is a pretty dress, you know some women do look good [D] in black. _ _ _ _ _
_ He's not even in the ground and they say that his truck is up [G] for sale. _ _ _ _
They [A] say she took it pretty hard but you can't tell too much behind [D] the veil.
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_ Well listen ain't that pretty when the bugler plays the [G] military tap? _ _ _ _
_ [A] I think that when you're in the war they always hide and play a song [D] like that. _ _ _ _
_ Well here I am and there they go and I guess you'd just call it my [G] bad luck. _ _ _ _
_ [A] I hope he rests in peace, the trouble is the fella owes me [D] forty bucks. _ _ _ _
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