Pineywood Blues
- Nick Hans
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Intro
C/G F G C/G
Verse 1
Am C/G
Woke up this morning, fed the dogs from raw bacon
G F G
And I packed up my truck, I said "I gots to go"
Am C/G
That old southern road is 'bout to lead to damnation
G F C/G
Or to hit the hot desert where the cold wind blows
Verse 2
Am C/G
My lover, she took me in her arms without warning
G F G
But her eyes were like glass and her tears were like snow
Am C/G
Send my love letters to the skies, to the angels
G F C/G
Tell em please read em, they got nowhere to go
Chorus
Am C/G
These Pineywood Blues are really getting me down
G C/G
They soak through my shoes and tear up the ground
Am C/G
Yet still I choose this life that I've found
G C/G
These Pineywood Blues are really getting me down
Verse 3
Am C/G
Roll up your sleeves and roll up your wishes
G F G
Some folks get scars and others get stitches
Am C/G
My spirit's in the back of my mind, digging ditches
G C/G
My spirit's in the back of my mind
Verse 4
Am C/G
I told the boss I need an advance
G F G
My truck's running hard and it's sucking down gas
Am C/G
And the whispering woes are lying right at my door
G F C/G
Feeding my dreams till I can't dream no more
Chorus
Am C/G
These Pineywood Blues are really getting me down
G C/G
They soak through my shoes and tear up the ground
Am C/G
Yet still I choose this life that I've found
G C/G
These Pineywood Blues are really getting me down
Interlude
Am C/G G F G
Am C/G G F C/G
Verse 5
Am C/G
And fall turned to winter and the winter dragged on
G F G
And I ain't got no money and I ain't got no home
Am C/G
But up in the skies the red tail flies
G F C/G
Free flapping his wings to eternity
Verse 6
Am C/G
Rode to New Orleans while the day turned to night
G F G
Got another friend gone, man it don't feel right
Am C/G
But up in the skies, his spirit runs free
G F C/G
I'll miss you forever, you is a good friend to me
Chorus
Am C/G
These Pineywood Blues are really getting me down
G C/G
They soak through my shoes and tear up the ground
Am C/G
Yet still I choose this life that I've found
G C/G
These Pineywood Blues are really getting me down
G C/G C6
These Pineywood Blues are really getting me down











