Blah Blah Blah, the artist's own work and zippity doo dah,
 research or scholarship something or other (Scooter, if you 
sue me for this: a. you'll get very little, I'm broke. and b. that would
suck.)

This sounds close enough barring a mandolin player.  I've invited
Mike Orlando to come play with me in Baton Rouge, but I don't think the
timing is right for him right now.  Turns out, just because I'm drunk
and holding a guitar doesn't guarantee he's in town.  I don't know 
anyone else with a testerone deficiency so great the he'd play mandolin,
so I've played it like this.




Cast Iron Filter - SOKY Fair (Scary Uncle Dave's Version)

First Intro  (just repeat this a few times, strum it out a little)
    G 	      Dsus4  D    Em*   Cadd9
e---3--3-----3------2----3-----3--3--------
B---3--3-----3------3----3-----3--3--------
G---0--0-----2------2----0-----0--0--------
D---0--0-----0------0----2-----2--2--------
A---2--2-----------------2-----3--3-------
E---3--3-----------------0----------------

Second Intro (without a mandolin, just play this lead with a friend going between
         G and Cadd9)
    G 	         Cadd9 	  	  	 G       	     Cadd9
e----------------------------------------------------------------
B--------------------------------------------------------------------
G--------------------------------------------------------------------
D--------------------3-3-3-3p2-0------------------------3-3-3-3p2-0--
A---------0--2--3-----------------------------0--2--3----------------
E---3--3--------------------------------3--3-------------------------

Verse
    G                      Cadd9                                                                        
e---3------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3-------
B---3------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3--------
G---0------------------------0--0---0-0---0-0--------
D---0------------------------2--0h2-2-0h2-2-0h2----
A---2------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3-------
E---3---------------------------------------------
       I'm in love up to my eyeballs

    G                      Cadd9                                                                        
e---3------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3--------
B---3------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3--------
G---0------------------------0--0---0-0---0-0--------
D---0------------------------2--0h2-2-0h2-2-0h2-------
A---2------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3--------
E---3--------------------------------------------------
       I'm in debt up to my knees

    G                      Cadd9                                                                        
e---3------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3---------
B---3------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3-------
G---0------------------------0--0---0-0---0-0---------
D---0------------------------2--0h2-2-0h2-2-0h2------
A---2------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3--------
E---3----------------------------------------------
       Stealin bread like a guilded thief

    G                      Cadd9                                                                        
e---3------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3
B---3------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3-----------
G---0------------------------0--0---0-0---0-0--------
D---0------------------------2--0h2-2-0h2-2-0h2--------
A---2------------------------3--3---3-3---3-3--------
E---3----------------------------------------------
       Three hundred sixty degrees


preChorus
    D                                Em                 Cadd9                         
e---2--------------------------------3------------------3-------
B---3--------------------------------3------------------3-------
G---2--------------------------------0------------------0-------
D---0--------------------------------2------------------2-------
A------------------------------------2------------------3-------
E---------------------------------------------------------------
   And I'm running but I'm not yet scared of all that I see. 
   
    D                                                    Em               Cadd9
e---2----------------------------------------------------3-----------------3-----
B---3----------------------------------------------------3-----------------3-----
G---2----------------------------------------------------0-----------------0-----
D---0----------------------------------------------------2-----------------2-----
A--------------------------------------------------------2-----------------3----
E-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
    Flood gates drunk tanks how much can a boy take and baby what time do we leave

Chorus
    G              D                     Em                 Cadd9           G
    The fire fades in and the fire fades out I'm left with shadows that I call doubts
     G        D               Em                    Cadd9                   G
    Am I doin right, am I doin wrong, is anybody listenin to this song?
     G        D               Em             Cadd9            G
    I'm tryin hard to pay my dues, sixteen I aint got s**t to lose

     G        D                     Em         Cadd9       G     (Then second intro)
    Buckle my shoes and I ruffle my hair we'll drown ourselves at the SOKY Fair


That's it.  I think.  I'm David, rocknrollbob on castironfilter.com if you have
comments, which you do.