Cifras
Ballad Of Forty Dollars

Tono: D

Introducción:

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     D                                                                                                                                       G 
  The man that preached the funeral said it really was a simple way to die
           A                                                                                                           D 
  He laid down to rest one afternoon and never opened up his eyes
                                                                                                                                           G 
  They hired me and Fred and Joe to dig the grave and carry up some chairs
           A                                                                                                                       D 
  It took us seven hours and i guess we must have drunk a case of beer
Verse 2: (Johnny)
     D                                                                                                                                     G 
  I guess i ought to go and watch them put him down but i don't own a suit
     A                                                                                                                                 D 
  And anyway when they start talkin' about the fire in hell i get spooked
                                                                                                                                                               G 
  So let's just sit here in the truck and act like we don't know him when they pass
       A                                                                                                                               D 
  Anyway,when they're all through we got to go to work and mow the grass
Verse 3: (Waylon then Johnny)
     D                                                                                                                               G 
  Here they come and who's that riding in that big old shiney limousine
     A                                                                                                                                               D 
  Look at all that chrome i do believe that that's the sharpest thing i've seen
                                                                                                                                           G 
  That must belong to his rich uncle someone said he owned a big old farm
       A                                                                                                                                           D 
  When they get parked let's mosey down and look it over that won't do no harm
Verse 4: (Waylon then Johnny) (A tone higher)
     E                                                                                                                             A 
  That must be the widow in the car and won't you take a look at that
       B                                                                                                                             E 
  That sure is a pretty dress you know some women do look good in black
                                                                                                                                       A 
  He's not even in the ground and they tell me his truck is up for sale
       B                                                                                                                                       E 
  They say she took it pretty hard but you can't tell too much behind a veil
Verse 5: (Waylon then Johnny) (A tone higher)
     E                                                                                                             A 
  Listen ain't that pretty when a bugler plays a military taps
           B                                                                                                                                       E 
  I think when you were in the war they always hide and play a song like that
                                                                                                                                                                 A 
  Well here we are and there he goes and i guess that you might call it our bad luck
         B                                                                                                                                   E 
  I hope he rests in peace but the trouble is the fellow owes us forty bucks