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Waylon Jennings - Littlefield (Chord)
Submitter: twizzle05 (138) on 8/18/05
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Littlefield
written by Jennings/Murrah
from the album "A Man Called Hoss"
tabbed 8/18/05
Lyrical help would be much appreciated...most of this is before my time.


INTRO: D  C  G  C

       D           C
I was born in '37, a sharecropper's son
G                       C
Out on the great south plains
D                          C
There in the suburbs of a dryland cotton patch
        G                      C
In the middle of a west Texas rain


(SPOKEN):
        D                                             C
And for all of you folks out there in radioland who don't know what a West Texas rain is,
G                                        C
Well that's what's commonly known as a sandstorm
          D                         C  G  C
Remember that, you'll need it later


I guess times were hard but livin' was easy
We always found a way to survive
Fried chicken and gravy and an old tune off the guitar
Was enough to keep a country boy alive


(SPOKEN):
D                                 C       
And on Saturday afternoons it was Lester Pruitt's "The Picture Show"
G                                        C                              D
On Saturday's nights is the Grand Ol' Uproar from Nashville Tennessee, take it away boys


D  C  G  C


Lookin' back now and thinkin' it over
Life was like an old country song
My mama taught me the melody and daddy taught me the chords
I made the words up on my own


(SPOKEN):
D                             C                            G
And sometimes it didn't rhyme, but they always had a reason,
                               C
Even if it was unbeknownst to no one but myself
D                            C                 G                            C
I guess all that west Texas sand in my crawl, that's what make me so mean
                       D                                     C
I'd bet I was the only boy ever expelled from Sunday school
G                                      C                                 D
Lover, fighter, wild-horse rider, and purty dern good windmill maker
          C              G         C
Look out world, here I come 
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