Chords for Steve Earle - Gulf Of Mexico (Live in Sydney) | Moshcam

_ _ Uh-oh.
Let's see. _
_ _ Can I get just a little more vocal, please, Rob?
To you.
To you.
This is a sea shanty of sorts.
Uh-oh. _
_ _ Come and gather [D] round me, people.
Hand a tale to you I'll tell
Of my father and his father
In the days before the spill
With an endless sky above him
And the rest the sea below
And every blessing flowing from
The Gulf of [F] Mexico
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
[C] _ Well, my granddad worked the shrimp boats
[F] From the time [C] he was grown
[G] And his grandson Satan bought him [C] sail
A trowel to up his arm
And he was rough and he was ready
[F] And he drank [C] when he was home
[G] And he made his family live
[C] On the Gulf of Mexico
And he was rolling
He was _ rolling
Across the deep blue water
[G] He was rolling
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ And my daddy worked the crew boat
[F] Hauling workers [C] to the rigs
He was [G] sick of mending nets
And [C] couldn't stand the smell of fish
So he drew a steady paycheck
Twenty years in Texaco
When he [G] died we spread ashes
On the Gulf of [C] Mexico
And he was rolling
He was _ rolling
Across the deep green water
[G] He was rolling
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
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[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ [C] _
_ As for me I never dreamed
Of any [F] grander than the [C] day
That [G] I'd step out on a drilling floor
[F] And iron a rough [C] next day
And one night I swear
I saw the devil crawling from the hole
And [G] he spilled the guts of hell out
In [F] the Gulf of [C] Mexico
We were _ rolling
We were [F] rolling
[C] Across the blood red water
We were [G] rolling
_ _ Fuck BP!
_ _ [N] _