Slip Jigs And Reels

D A D G D G A D D A D G He was barely a man in his grandfather's coat D G A D Sewn into the lining, a ten-shilling note D A D G Goodbye to the family, fair well to the shore D G A D ‘Til I taste good fortune, you'll see me no more D D A D G The boat on the ocean, tossed like a cork D G A D Then one fine morning they sighted New York D A D G And he stood on the gangplank and breathed in the air D G A D "Hello land of plenty, I've come for my share" D A D G And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall D G A D Of their ankles and dresses, down on the dance floor D A D G And rolling the dice, and spinning the wheels D G A D But he took most de light in the slip jigs and reels D D A D G There's talk a pistol, and some say a knife D G A D But all they agree it was somebody's wife D A D G Some kind of commotion, a terrible fight D G A D He left a man dead and ran into the night D D A D G A train to St. Louis, just one jump a head D G A D He slept one eye open, a six-gun in bed D A D G And he dreamt of the mountains and green fields of home D G A D While crossing the plains where the buffalo roam D A D G And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall D G A D Of their ankles and dresses, down on the dance floor D A D G And rolling the dice, and spinning the wheels D G A D But he took most de light in the slip jigs and reels D D A D G Oh, bad reputation's, a hard thing to bear D G A D Mothers pour scorn and young children they stare D A D G But he found consolation in flash company D G A D Your life ain't so bad with a girl on your knee D D A D G Oh, they called him the Kid, and by twenty-one D G A D All that he knew was the power of the gun D A D G And by twenty-three, he'd shot five men down D G A D Who got in his way as he rambled around D A D G And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall D G A D Of their ankles and dresses, down on the dance floor D A D G And rolling the dice, and spinning the wheels D G A D But he took most de light in the slip jigs and reels D D A D G There's bones in the desert and buzzards that fly D G A D In the highest of circles, just wishing he'd die D A D G But in matters of cruelty, it must be said D G A D A landlord will pick your bones before you're dead D D A D G It was wild mesca leros, I heard people say D G A D In the deadliest ambush near old Santa Fe D A D G And a young buck was taken, dressed in a coat D G A D And inside the lining, a ten-shilling note D A D G And he did like the ladies, the rise and the fall D G A D Of their ankles and dresses, down on the dance floor D A D G And rolling the dice, and spinning the wheels D G A D But he took most de light in the slip jigs and reels D G A D Yes he took most de light in the slip jigs and reels