[Primeira Parte]

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It was a cold and cruel evening
          C              G
Sneaking up on Speedy Creek
              D                G
Found myself asleepin' in the snow

For one or two odd reasons
        C            G
I ain't too proud to repeat
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For now we'll say I had no place to go
G
There was a rustle and a humming
      C                 G
Just hauling down the street
                D            G
I drew myself up from my icy bed
G                                      C        G
Painted on that shiny car the letters 'RCM and P'
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I can feel a little aching in my head

[Segunda Parte]

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And then out jumps this old boy
      C                 G
About twice the size of me
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He asked me for my name and where I dwelt

I just looked him in the eye
               C            G
And sang 'Blue Yodel Number 9'
A                                        D
He didn't catch the reference, I could tell

G
Then the old, familiar click
         C                 G
And the handcuffs bind and grip
                           D              G
Should have left me in the snow, where I laid

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He just laughed and touched his gun
           C
And turned to me and said
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Son, I bet you don't own a damn thing
G
To your name

[Refrão]

               C
Well, I got my health
             G
My John B Stetson
      D                              G
Got a bottle full of baby's bluebird wine
              C
And I left my stash
                  G
Somewhere down in Preston
           D                               G
Along with thirteen silver dollars and my mind

               C
Well, I got my health
             G
My John B Stetson
      D                              G
Got a bottle full of baby's bluebird wine
              C
And I left my stash
                  G
Somewhere down in Preston
           D                               G
Along with thirteen silver dollars and my mind