Chords for Ray Wylie Hubbard "Drunken Poets Dream" at 2010 SESAC Nashville Awards

_ _ _ _ _ I wrote this with my friend Hayes Carl. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ It might be an acquired taste. _ _ _ _ _ _
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I got a woman who's wild as Rome. _
_ _ _ She likes being naked and gazed upon. _ _ _ _
She crosses the [Em] bridge, she sets it [G] on fire.
_ _ _ _ She lands like a bird on a telephone [D] wire.
I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna [C] scream.
I'm gonna [G] give me some mescaline.
[D] And then I'm gonna rhyme that with gasoline.
And a drunk [G] boy's dream.
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_ _ _ _ _ There's some money on the table and a pistol on the floor. _ _
_ _ A few paperback books by Louis L'Amour. _ _ _
Whiskey bottles of Scantilyte last night's clothe.
_ _ _ With cigarettes and papers [Em] and _ [G] Oreos. _ _ _
My harmonica has [C] got a busted _ reed.
_ _ _ My lips are chapped and about to bleed. _ _
_ _ She says that's nothing when she [G] was a kid. _ _ _ _
She danced with the dead at the _ pyramids.
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I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna scream.
[C]
I'm gonna give me some _ [D] mescaline.
And then I'm gonna rhyme that with _ gasoline.
And a drunk boy's [G] dream.
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[G] Whoa.
_ _ [D] Whoa. _ _ _
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Now I'll never pay back [C] my student loan.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Smelling like curse, cheap cologne. _ _
_ She tells me not to worry about Judgement Day.
_ _ _ She says dying to get into heaven just ain't our [D] way.
I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna [C] scream.
I'm gonna [G] give me some mescaline.
[D] And then I'm gonna rhyme that with gasoline.
The drunk boy's dream.
_ [C] _ _ Whoa. _
_ _ _ _ _ I got a woman who's wild as _ Rome.
_ _ _ She likes being naked and gazed upon. _ _
_ _ _ Thank you very [N] much.
Thank you, Cesar.
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