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Ballad Of Forty Dollars lyrics and chords

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Ballad Of Forty Dollars
Written and recorded by Tom T. Hall

C
The man who preached the funeral
F
Said it really was a simple way to die
G7
He laid down to rest one afternoon
C
And never opened up his eyes


They hired me and Fred and Joe
F
To dig the grave and carry up some chairs
G7
It took us seven hours
C
And I guess we must have drunk a case of beer


I guess I ought to go and watch them put 'em down
F
But I don't own a suit
G7
And anyway when they start talking about
C
The fire in hell well I get spooked


So I'll just sit here in my truck
F
And act like I don't know 'em when they pass
G7
Anyway when they're all through
C
I've got to go to work and mow the grass


Well here they come and who's that
F
Riding in that big ole shiny limousine
G7
Mmh look at all that chrome I do believe
C
That that's the sharpest thing I've seen


That must belong to his great uncle
F
Someone said he owned a big ole farm
G7
When they get parked I'll mosey down
C
And look it over that won't do no harm


Well that must be the widow in the car
F
And would you take a look at that
G7
That sure is a pretty dress
C
You know some women do look good in black


Well he's not even in the ground
F
And they say that his truck is up for sale
G7
They say she took it pretty hard
C
But you can't tell too much behind the veil


Well listen ain't that pretty
F
When the bugler plays the Military taps
G7
I think that when you was in the war
C
They always hide and play a song like that


Well here I am and there they go
F
And I guess you'd just call it my bad luck
G7
I hope he rests in peace the trouble is
C
The fellow owes me forty bucks

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