Аккорды Tom T. Hall - Ballad Of Forty Dollars

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The man who preached the funeral
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Said it really was a simple way to die
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He laid down to rest one afternoon
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And never opened up his eyes 

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They hired me and Fred and Joe
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To dig the grave and carry up some chairs
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It took us seven hours
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And I guess we must have drunk a case of beer

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I guess I ought to go and watch them put 'em down
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But I don't own a suit
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And anyway when they start talking about
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The fire in hell well I get spooked

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So I'll just sit here in my truck
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And act like I don't know 'em when they pass
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Anyway when they're all through
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I've got to go to work and mow the grass

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Well here they come and who's that
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Riding in that big ole shiny limousine
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Mmh look at all that chrome I do believe
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That that's the sharpest thing I've seen

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That must belong to his great uncle
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Someone said he owned a big ole farm
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When they get parked I'll mosey down
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And look it over that won't do no harm

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Well that must be the widow in the car
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And would you take a look at that
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That sure is a pretty dress
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You know some women do look good in black

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Well he's not even in the ground
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And they say that his truck is up for sale
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They say she took it pretty hard
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But you can't tell too much behind the veil

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Well listen ain't that pretty
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When the bugler plays the Military taps
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I think that when you was in the war
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They always hide and play a song like that

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Well here I am and there they go
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And I guess you'd just call it my bad luck
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I hope he rests in peace the trouble is
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The fellow owes me forty bucks