Chords for Johnny Cash 'Cisco Clifton's Filling Station' original version (1967) - RARE!.mp4
Tempo:
51.35 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
E
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[G]
Cisco [E] Clifton had a filling [G] station about a mile and a half from town.
Most cars passed unless they were out of gas, so Cisco was always around.
Regular gas was all that he sold except [C] tobacco, matches, and oil.
Other than that, he fixed lots of flasks, keeping Cisco's [G] rough hands soiled.
He'd wipe the glass and check the air, [D] and a hundred times a day,
he patiently [G] gave directions on how to get to the state highway.
[C]
Usually he'd give them water or a tire [A] or two some air,
[G] and once a big black Cadillac spent seven dollars there.
[D] He'd give anybody anything they'd ask and lend anything [G] he had.
His tools or tires, bumper jacks or wire, were [C] the good ones or the bad.
In wintertime, there was a depot stove and [G] a table for the checker game,
and every morning at sunup, the same checker players came.
So Cisco Clifton's filling station was always in the red.
Personal loans were personally gone, but never a word was said.
One morning at eight, the checker players heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight,
and Cisco said, I hope my kids stay fed when they build that interstate.
He'd managed to pay for the [C] property where his little filling station sat,
and friends still [G] came for the checker game, so Cisco settled for that.
He wouldn't say so, but Cisco knew [D] the interstate was too much to fight.
[G] But to keep his will and to pay his bills, he did [C] odd jobs at night.
He still opened up at sunrise, and the [G] checker game went on.
The cars flew past on high-pass [D] gas, and the neighbors had sold out and gone.
If a car ever did [G] go by, he was lost, and if they stopped, they were treated the [C] same.
So at Cisco Clifton's filling station, [G] there's a howdy and a checker [D] game.
[G]
[G]
Cisco [E] Clifton had a filling [G] station about a mile and a half from town.
Most cars passed unless they were out of gas, so Cisco was always around.
Regular gas was all that he sold except [C] tobacco, matches, and oil.
Other than that, he fixed lots of flasks, keeping Cisco's [G] rough hands soiled.
He'd wipe the glass and check the air, [D] and a hundred times a day,
he patiently [G] gave directions on how to get to the state highway.
[C]
Usually he'd give them water or a tire [A] or two some air,
[G] and once a big black Cadillac spent seven dollars there.
[D] He'd give anybody anything they'd ask and lend anything [G] he had.
His tools or tires, bumper jacks or wire, were [C] the good ones or the bad.
In wintertime, there was a depot stove and [G] a table for the checker game,
and every morning at sunup, the same checker players came.
So Cisco Clifton's filling station was always in the red.
Personal loans were personally gone, but never a word was said.
One morning at eight, the checker players heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight,
and Cisco said, I hope my kids stay fed when they build that interstate.
He'd managed to pay for the [C] property where his little filling station sat,
and friends still [G] came for the checker game, so Cisco settled for that.
He wouldn't say so, but Cisco knew [D] the interstate was too much to fight.
[G] But to keep his will and to pay his bills, he did [C] odd jobs at night.
He still opened up at sunrise, and the [G] checker game went on.
The cars flew past on high-pass [D] gas, and the neighbors had sold out and gone.
If a car ever did [G] go by, he was lost, and if they stopped, they were treated the [C] same.
So at Cisco Clifton's filling station, [G] there's a howdy and a checker [D] game.
[G]
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
Cisco [E] Clifton had a filling [G] station about a mile and a half from town.
Most cars passed unless they were out of gas, so Cisco was always around.
Regular gas was all that he sold except [C] tobacco, matches, and oil.
Other than that, he fixed lots of flasks, keeping Cisco's [G] rough hands soiled.
He'd wipe the glass and check the air, [D] and a hundred times a day,
he patiently [G] gave directions on how to get to the state highway.
_ [C] _
Usually he'd give them water or a tire [A] or two some air,
[G] and once a big black Cadillac spent seven dollars there.
[D] He'd give anybody anything they'd ask and lend anything [G] he had.
His tools or tires, bumper jacks or wire, were [C] the good ones or the bad.
In wintertime, there was a depot stove and [G] a table for the checker game,
and every morning at sunup, the same checker players came.
_ _ So Cisco Clifton's filling station was always in the red.
Personal loans were personally gone, but never a word was said.
One morning at eight, the checker players heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight,
and Cisco said, I hope my kids stay fed when they build that interstate.
He'd managed to pay for the [C] property where his little filling station sat,
and friends still [G] came for the checker game, so Cisco settled for that.
He wouldn't say so, but Cisco knew [D] the interstate was too much to fight.
[G] But to keep his will and to pay his bills, he did [C] odd jobs at night.
He still opened up at sunrise, and the [G] checker game went on.
The cars flew past on high-pass [D] gas, and the neighbors had sold out and gone.
If a car ever did [G] go by, he was lost, and if they stopped, they were treated the [C] same.
So at Cisco Clifton's filling station, [G] there's a howdy and a checker [D] game. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
Cisco [E] Clifton had a filling [G] station about a mile and a half from town.
Most cars passed unless they were out of gas, so Cisco was always around.
Regular gas was all that he sold except [C] tobacco, matches, and oil.
Other than that, he fixed lots of flasks, keeping Cisco's [G] rough hands soiled.
He'd wipe the glass and check the air, [D] and a hundred times a day,
he patiently [G] gave directions on how to get to the state highway.
_ [C] _
Usually he'd give them water or a tire [A] or two some air,
[G] and once a big black Cadillac spent seven dollars there.
[D] He'd give anybody anything they'd ask and lend anything [G] he had.
His tools or tires, bumper jacks or wire, were [C] the good ones or the bad.
In wintertime, there was a depot stove and [G] a table for the checker game,
and every morning at sunup, the same checker players came.
_ _ So Cisco Clifton's filling station was always in the red.
Personal loans were personally gone, but never a word was said.
One morning at eight, the checker players heard a big bulldozer roar like a freight,
and Cisco said, I hope my kids stay fed when they build that interstate.
He'd managed to pay for the [C] property where his little filling station sat,
and friends still [G] came for the checker game, so Cisco settled for that.
He wouldn't say so, but Cisco knew [D] the interstate was too much to fight.
[G] But to keep his will and to pay his bills, he did [C] odd jobs at night.
He still opened up at sunrise, and the [G] checker game went on.
The cars flew past on high-pass [D] gas, and the neighbors had sold out and gone.
If a car ever did [G] go by, he was lost, and if they stopped, they were treated the [C] same.
So at Cisco Clifton's filling station, [G] there's a howdy and a checker [D] game. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _