Chords for Steve Earle with Justin Townes Earle "Mr. Mudd+ Mr. Gold" LIVE @ The Egg, Albany, New York

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_ _ [Am] I'm going to get [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [G] that shirt.
_ [Am] _ _ [G] I like [Am] it.
[Eb] I did tell you.
It's [D] French.
It does sound like I'm selling for one of those girls at the Grand Ole Opry though.
[Am] I think I did. _
I'm _ [G] _ [Am] _ _ ready to hear you.
_ Can you hear it? _ _
[E] The night I met [Am] Towns, [Cm] I met Towns at [Bm] the O'Quarter in Houston, Texas.
_ _ I've been [N] stalking him.
_ I'm a member of a cult that [B] Towns ends in.
There's not any [Am] doubt about that. _ _
Guy Clark's a member of that cult.
Jacinda Williams is a member of that cult. _
_ [Em] _ [A] _ A lot of us.
But just my luck, the [N] first time I actually met Towns, he's sitting right in front of me.
I mean, closer than the edge of this stage, because it's a really tiny stage.
With his feet on the stage, and [A] he's heckling me.
[Am] _ _ And I, you know, like, pray my hero is heckling me. _ _ _
[A] But he was very quiet, very respectful when I was actually singing.
[G] But between songs, he kept yelling, play the Wabash Cannonball.
[Am] And, you know, when I play another song, [N] it's, play the Wabash Cannonball.
And I finally had to do it.
I didn't know the [Abm] fucking Wabash Cannonball.
It wasn't, you [Am] know. _ _
I don't know.
I always reckoned that Roy Acope was an asshole. _ _
It, um, _ _ being a Hank Williams fan.
But, uh, _ it was, uh, _ _ finally, uh, you know, he, he, uh, I [Ab] told him I didn't know.
Call yourself a folk singer if you don't know the Wabash [B] Cannonball.
So I played this.
[Am] And Justin and I have been playing this for a while, so it's long. _ _
Little _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ Wicked Cannon Club's a [C] woke.
It was to its queen in turn.
[D] Her lips were laughing as it spoke.
[Em] Her eyes like bullets burned.
[Am] The sun's upon the gambling day.
[C] The queen found low and blissfully [D] left me from wrecking pool to play.
[Em] Plain and what she did agree.
[Am] Well, listen to this deuce now.
The [C] diamond is four to heart and it's traded [D] spades.
Three kings with their legions [Em] come.
Reparations soon [Am] remain.
Well, they voted club to base.
[C] Commander, give them an army phase.
I've [D] been numb for all of the hours of Jack [Em] Diamond and the age [D] of Elvis.
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Well, I get a seven for his first instruction.
Spare [C] me a game of [D] stud stakes.
I'm scarred by [Em] limitations.
When a man named gold and a man named [Am] mud.
Feel gold greedy [C] vapors.
From his long green eyes it glows.
[D] Left with the sighs and trembles [Em] watching his hard-earned money go.
[Am] Plus, his spell on [G] gold's like [C] water.
They pared and pared again, [D] but the ages only flew [G] through heaven.
And the diamond jack called the land.
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_ [D] The sun fell to her knees with a mother's [Em] mercy and prayed the angels.
Well, [Am] that diamond queen should pray [C] and pray to the diamond.
_ _ [D] Three kings up on the [Em] street. _ _
_ [Am] Three kings pay the [C] gold commands, but the angels from the sky did [D] rise.
Three kings up on the street to [Em] gold.
Three fireballs on the mother's [Am] side. Money checked.
_ [C] Money raised.
Gold it [D] cost.
Elvis melted off his [Em] face.
Mud turned over that diamond [Am] ace.
This is what this [B] [C] story's told.
Feel like mud, you'll end up gold.
[D] Make you feel like lost, you'll end up [Em] found.
So, Amigo, it's crazy.
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_ _ _ _ [N] _ Man, _ something like a Jack Diamond.
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