Tono: G
G/D
G/C#
G/B
Honey, don't you be yelling at me
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
when I'm cleaning my gun
G/D
G/C#
G/B
I'll wash the blood off the tailgate
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/B
when deer season's done
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We got one more weekend to go
G
G/F#
Em
G/B
And I'd like to kill one more doe
Instrumental
G/D
G/C#
Em/G
Em/F#
G
G/F#
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verse 2
G/D
G/C#
G/B
So I'll shovel the sidewalk again
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
'cause you're still in a stew
G/D
G/C#
G/B
I bet the bridge tender's widow won't mind
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
that I can't please you
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She's sure got the run of the men
G
G/F#
Em
Out here where the pickin's are thin
G/B
and there's not much to do
Instrumental
G/D
G/C#
Em/G
Em/F#
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
Bridge
Bm
I woke up last night in the grip of a fright
G
scared to breathe for I might make a noise
Bm
This life that we craved so little we saved
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between the grandparents graves and the grandchildren's toys
verse 3
G/D
G/C#
G/B
We grew up hard and our children
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
don't know what that means
G/D
G/C#
G/B
We turned into our parents before
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
we were out of our teens
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Through a series of Chevys and Fords
G
G/F#
Em
The occasional spin round the floor
G/B
at the Copper Canteen
Instrumental
G/D
G/C#
Em/G
Em/F#
Em
G
G/F#
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verse 4
G/D
G/C#
G/B
Now the big boxes out on the bypass
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
are shaving us thin
G/D
G/C#
G/B
I guess we'll hold on a couple more years
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
'til the pension kicks in
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Then we'll sell all the stock in the store
G
G/F#
Em
Leave only the lock on the door
G/B
And wonder what then
Instrumental
G/D
G/C#
G/B
G/A
G/B
Em
G
G/F#
Em
G/B
Bridge
Bm
When I wake up at night in the grip of a fright
G
and you hold me so tight to your chest
Bm
Then your breath on my skin still pulls me back in
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'til I'm weightless and then I can rest
Verse 5
G/D
G/C#
G/B
So if Monsignor should pull you aside
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
as you're leaving the church
G/D
G/C#
G/B
And I'm out on the ice, dropping lines
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
for the walleye and perch
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Tell him it's not your job to bring me to the fold
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
And I'd rather stand out in the cold
Verse 6
G/D
G/C#
G/B
And honey I know that the woodpile's low
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
and you can't close the flue
G/D
G/C#
G/B
So I'll split up a couple more cords
G/A
G
G/F#
Em
G/A
'fore the winter time's through
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Hold on to your rosary beads
G
G/F#
Em
Leave me to my mischievous deeds
G/A
like we always do
Outro
G/D
G/C#
Em/G
Em/F#
G
G/F#
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G/D
G/C#
Em/G
Em/F#
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