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Introdução: Em G D Am C G D Am
G D Am
Mother Red River, she wind like a copperhead
C G D Am
Coils and boils over Dennison Dam
Em G D Am
Little white houses, eggs on the rocky bed
C G C D
I am the son of the serpent, I am
G G/F# Em D G
Raised on the river, washed in the blood
D Em
Blood runs thicker than bottomland mud
D G
And the wheel sinks deeper as the years spin 'round
D Em
Thirty bad summers in Tillman County
G D Am
My uncle, Little Tree, dreams of another life
C G D Am
Coddles his cattle and he rents his range
Em G D Am
Holds the fan to the face of his pretty wife
C G C D
She knows nothing ain't ever gonna change, she was
G G/F# Em D G
Raised on the river, washed in the blood
D Em
Blood runs thicker than bottomland mud
D G
And the wheel sinks deeper as the years spin 'round
D Em
Thirty bad summers in Tillman County
C Am Em
And daylight's dragon fence-line
C Am Em
Keeps me working in this trance
C G
Pounding down the bedrock
Am Em D
With this rusty lance
C D
We don't stand a chance
Em G D Am
Chikasha trickster call to the funnel cloud
C G D Am
Demon come screaming over Wichita falls
Em G D Am
Lines down, power out, lying and points south
C G C D
Time and direction don't matter at all when you're
G G/F# Em D G
Raised on the river, washed in the blood
D Em
Blood runs thicker than bottomland mud
D G
And the wheel sinks deeper as the years spin 'round
D Em
Thirty bad summers in Tillman County
G D Am
Maybe old Moses come and turn this current back
C G D Am
Cross me over, ever holy and dry
Em G D Am
Climb me a crooked oak, scar-faced, bible-black
C G C D
Swing this shovel 'til it cracks the sky, I was
G G/F# Em D G
Raised on the river, washed in the blood
D Em
Blood runs thicker than bottomland mud
D G
And the wheel sinks deeper as the years spin 'round
D Em
Thirty bad summers in Tillman County
D Em
Thirty bad summers in Tillman County
D Em
Thirty bad summers in Tillman County