Oil Field Girls

Tom Russell

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Tom:
F N.C. F Gm Those oil field girls all taste of whisky
Bb C There thoughts are free there cloths are torn
Am Dm They walk the strip like painted shadows
Bb C Cursing the night when man was born
Gm C F There's one name Frida and one named Angel
Gm Bb C There's a rose of hatred and ragtime gal
Am Dm All legs and heart bright lips in the moonlight
Bb C Young man will die at the turn of a curl
F Gm I'm packing my bag I'm shipping out on a freighter
Bb C I'll lick my wounds in a far off world
Am Dm One hand on my heart one hand on a bottle
Bb C Just a drunker's dream of the oil field girls
F Gm Da da da dum de de de de de
Bb C de de de do do do do de
Am Dm do do do do do do do do do
Bb C do do de do do do do de dum
F Gm Here's a round for the priest here's a round for the begger
Bb C Here's a round for the rouges all over this world
Am Dm But I'll drink me a case of old peculiar
Bb C For I raise me a glass to the oil field girls
F Gm Those oil field girls all taste of whisky
Bb C There thoughts are free there cloths are torn
Am Dm They walk the strip like painted shadows
Bb C Cursing the night when man was born
F Gm De de de de de do de de de
Bb C de de de de de de de de
Am Dm de do de de da do da da dum
Bb C de de de de da de de de
F de de de de
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