Chords for Colter Wall - Thirteen Silver Dollars - 5/16/2017 - Paste Studios, New York, NY

[F] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ [F] _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ [E] _ [F] _ [Bb] _ _
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Am] _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ It was a cold and cruel [G] evening [Bb] sneaking up on [F] Speedy Creek.
I found [C] myself sleeping in [F] the snow.
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_ _ _ _ One or two odd [C] reasons [Bb] I ain't too [C] proud to [F] repeat.
[G] For now we'll say I had no [C] place to go.
[G] There [F] was a rustle and a humming [G]
[Bb] just hauling [Em] down [F] the street.
I drew [C] myself up from my [F] icy bed. _ _ _ _ _
Painted on that shiny [C] car the letters R-C [F]-M-N-P.
I could feel [C] a little aching [F] in my head. _ _
_ _ _ And then out jumps this old [Am] boy [Bb] about twice the [F] size of me.
He asked me [C] for my name and [F] where I dwelt.
[F] _ _ _ _ _
I just looked him in the [C] eye [Bb] and sang Blue Yodel [Em] Number [F] Nine.
[G] He didn't catch the reference I could [Bb] tell.
[A] _ [G]
[F] Then the old familiar click [Bb] and the handcuffs [C] bind and grip.
Should have left me in the snow [F] where I lay.
[Dm] _ [F] _
[F] _ _ _ [C] He just laughed and touched his skull [Bb] and turned [C] to me.
He said, [F] son, I bet you [C] don't own a [D] damn thing to [F] your name.
[Dm] _ [F] _ _ _ I [Bb] got my health from [F] John B.
Stetson.
[C] I got me a bottle full of baby's [F] bluebird wine.
[Bb] I left my stash somewhere [C] down [F] in Preston.
[Am] Along [C] with thirteen silver [G] dollars [F] and my mind. _ _
[C] _ [F] _ _ [Am] _ [Bb] _ _ [Em] _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ [A] _ [G] _ _ [Ab] [Bb] I got my health from [F] John B.
Stetson.
[C] I got me a bottle full of [F] baby's bluebird wine.
[G] I [Bb] left my stash somewhere [F] down in Preston.
_ [C]
Along with [G] thirteen silver dollars [F] and my mind. _
[Am] Along with thirteen silver dollars and my mind.
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