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Ryan Bingham - Boystown (Chord)
Album: Wishbone Saloon (2003)
Submitter: lmofle (1022) on 7/22/05 2 comments
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Boystown
By Ryan Bingham
Tabbed By Larry Mofle
rmofle at satx.rr.com
7/22/2005

You can purchase Ryan’s CD at www.OurTracks.com!!!


         G 
Well the cigarette smoke hovers above a bar room glow
C
Through the dim lights stood a pretty little w***e
    D
She looked as broke as a oil field drifter 
G                        D
Counting the lies to his ex-wife’s picture 

Well, every effort she makes to improve her condition 
Starts with a smile and a friendly proposition
The night was long, the sparkle in her eye
Drifts away with the perfume high

Then it makes it hard to tell anymore 
‘Bout how she became a pretty little w***e
The thoughts roll across her discolored face 
Drowns in the lies, it drift from disgrace


Chorus: 
Yeah, down the road into Mexico
Up the hill to Boystown they go
Corona clubs got a donkey show 
And for a hand full of pesos were all gonna go
Well, the taxicab rolled up and down that hill
The cowboys pour out for midnight thrills 
Started off with beer and ended with tequila 
Two to three minutes with a sweet senorita 

Well that rusty old table on a three legged chair 
Sat a bow legged man with dusty black hair 
Rancho Grande flowed across the bar 
As his fingers ran threw an old gut string guitar 

After five pesos and a few cigarettes 
He’ll play you a song you didn’t request
He’s not confused just a little bit tired 
Playing for the strangers, pocket change for an hour 

Yeah, he had a bent sombrero with a hole in the side
Results of taking a knife into a gunfight
The days are long, he’s just a wore out old man
Playing tired songs in a mariachi band 
There they go

When the night in time turns into day
6 A.M rolls around the way
Stagger outside drunk and tired 
Craving hot dogs from a street gutter fire 

Start rolling dice for taxicab fairs 
Through the night they give evil eyed glares 
The fight is on, ain’t no use in talking 
Some unlucky loser gonna end up walkin’

And as starts toward the bridge he gets a feeling inside 
With every step it gets harder to hide
He ain’t got no money, he don’t know no trouble 
Get out alive a vaquero on the double 

Chorus
 
 Comments (click here to add a non-facebook comment)
What happans in Acuna, Stays in Acuna!
-cutter2119 | 7/25/2005
another good somng of ryan's keep em up lmofle
-xmanpike | 8/21/2005
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