Creek Sessions: Tyler Childers - Banded Clovis Chords

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[Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _
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_ _ _ Tina Nolan had [F] a man [C] with a good place [G] for sifting.
He [C] invited [G] me digging, so I [F] picked up my screen and [G] a shovel to [Dm] dig.
[C] And a [G] jar of shine traded me [F] fair [D] for a [G] bottle of wine.
[C] [Dm] His brother's Barnes Mountain [G] wine.
_ _ _ _ We trudged through the snow, [C] straight [G] up the hillside.
Took a ridge for a while, then we slowly [D] went down [G] to an _ [C] overhang.
Head from [G] the ridgeline, bent over our [Bb] handles and [D] we bit [G] into the ground.
[C] [F] Dark and [G] bloody ground. _ _
[B] _ [Gm] _ [C] _ [F] _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _
[F] _ _ [G] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [C] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ It was a bitch to break [C] ground, but the wine [G] kept us going.
The moonshine was flowing and [Gm] keeping [D] us [G] warm.
Cause you can't hold a girl [C] with a [G] fistful of shovel.
Gotta find your [Bb] fire [D] in the [G] company of corn.
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_ [G] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _
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_ _ We dug for [Gm] a while, [C] then it all [G] turned to ashes.
Found a bunch of broke flint and a few [D] bits of bone.
_ [F] [G] Then I heard Jesse yell over [C] the pile [G] he was sifting.
Shook the hills like the [Bb] angels [D] were [G] calling us home.
[C] [F] Jesse.
[G] Zachary, come home.
_ _ It was banded as hell, [C] it was [G] fluted and Clovis.
It was hot as a pistol I kept [Gm] on my [D] side.
[F] And [G] I was fiending so fierce, [C] I was broke [Bb]-ass and [G] busted.
I pulled out my [Bb] pistol and I took [G] Jesse's [C] life.
[F] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[B] _ [C] Clovis like [G] that is a hard point to find.
Makes a pale swift to come by with a [Gm] good chunk [D] of change.
[G] Left over for burn [C] on whatever [G] meanness.
Whatever [F]
[D] woman is coming [G] my [C] way.
Darling, [D] come my [G] way.
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ I sit in the cell [C] for the [G] banded Clovis.
I stole off Nolan when [Bb] I killed him [D] that day.
[F] [G] I reckon the [C] chase of the pills [G] and the powder.
Corn liquor and [D] women are [F] the [G] culprits to blame.
[C] _ [F] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ Clovis. _
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