And I got mine (Traditional) (C) - (F) - (G) - (Am) (C) And I went down to a big crap game, 'Twas (F) certainly against my (C) will. I lost every doggone nickel I had But a (G) greenback dollar bill. (C) Forty dollar that laid on the floor My (F) buddy's

Down in Hollywood Going down in Hollywood You better hope that you don't run out of gas He'll drag you right out of your car and kick your ass They're standing on a corner waiting for a sucker like you Now, if you want to stay healthy just keep a-moving

I'm going to Brownsville, take that right hand road The girl I'm loving she's got great long curly hair Well, I'm going to Brownsville, take that right hand road And I ain't gonna stop walking till I get in sweet mama's door And her mama and her papa

Better go home, girl Well, me and Frank we're the best of friends And our friendship will never end But it would hurt him so for him to know That I'm in love with his girlfriend Now, the love of a girl and the love of a friend Are two things you can't

The farmer is the man, the farmer is the man (Traditional, adapted by Ry Ry Cooder) (D) - (A) - (E) (A) We worked through Spring and Winter, through (D) Summer and through (A) Fall But the mortgage worked the hardest and the (E) steadiest of us all It (A)

Lord, I'm fool for a cigarette Feelin' good, feelin' good When you've finished choke it 'cause I wanna smoke it Mind when you throw your cigarette All the money in the world is spent on feelin' good All the money in the world spent on feelin' good

All my life I've been a travellin' man I had a gal, I couldn't get her off my mind His game is rambling when he gets the chance Guess I'll travel, guess I'll let her be (Arthur Blake, adapted by Ry Ry Cooder) Stayin' alone and doing the best I can I ship my

I went down to the crossroad Fell down on my knees Standin' at the crossroad babe You can run, you can run Tell my friend Willie Brown I looked east and west Asked the lord above "Have mercy now Save poor Bob if you please" Yeeooo, standin' at the

Tamp 'em up solid, buddy, so they won't come down Tamp 'em up solid, so they won't come down Baby, in your hand, baby, in your hand (Traditional) Baby, when you marry your railroad man Every day'll be pay day, dollar bill in your hand Mary and the baby

Oh the sun shines bright on my old Kentucky home Keep them hard times away from my door Turpentine and dandelion wine I've turned the corner and I'm doing fine Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line pickin' 'em off with this gun of mine Got a fire