Chords for Colter Wall - Thirteen Silver Dollars

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_ _ There was a cold [Bb] and cruel evening sneaking up on Speedy [C] Creek.
I found [F] myself asleep in the snow.
_ _ For one or two odd [Bb] reasons I ain't too proud [F] to repeat.
[Gm] For now I'll say I had no [C] place to go.
There [F] was a rustle and a humming.
[Bb] There's a hollering down the [C] street.
I drew myself up from [F] my icy bed.
_ Painted on that shiny [G] car the [Bb] letters _ [F] RCMNP.
I can feel a little [C] [F] aching in my head. _ _ _ _ _
[C] And then [F] out jumps this [A] old boy [Bb] about twice the [F] size of me.
He asked [C] me for my name and [F] where I dwell. _
And I just looked him in the [Gm] eye and [Bb] sang Blue Yodel [F] number nine.
[Gm] He didn't catch the reference [C] I could tell. _
[F] Then the old familiar clicked [G] [Bbm] and the handcuffs [F] burned and gripped.
Should have [C] left me in the snow [F] where I laid.
He just laughed and touched his [Bb] gun and turned to me.
He [F] said, son, I bet you don't [C] own a damn [F] thing, do you? _
Well, I [Bb] got my help.
_ [F] John B.
Stetson _ [C] got a bottle full of baby's [F] preferred wine.
And I left [Bb] my stash somewhere [F] down in Breslin.
Along [C] with 13 silver dollars [F] in my mind. _
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[Gm] Well, I got [Bb] my help.
_ [F] John B.
Stetson got [C] me a bottle full of baby's [F] preferred wine.
And I left [Bb] my stash somewhere [F] down in Breslin. _
[C] Along with 13 silver dollars [F] in my mind. _
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