Ballad Of Henry Holloway chords by Eric Bogle

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It's Saturday night and the bar room is howlin'
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With young weekend cowboys, all struttin' and a-prowlin'
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Drinkin' straight bourbon and tryin' not to shiver
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As it burns down their throats and plays hell with their liver
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On a small stage in the bar's furthest corner
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Sits Henry Holloway playin' his guitar
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Under the spotlight sweat on his face glistenin'
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A-singin' his heart out with nobody listenin'

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Fire in the belly and fire in the soul
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Ambition's a fire that's hard to control
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Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame
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Young Henry Holloway's lost in the flames

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Evelyn sits by the stage she's the only one clappin'
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With eyes brightly shinin', feet in time a-tappin'
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Face full of love as she watches her man
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In his shirt of blue rhinestones she sewed on by hand
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Sweet red lips movin' as she sings along
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Joinin' with Henry on his every song
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Although she's heard them about one million times
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'Cause love is tone deaf as well as stone blind!

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Fire in the belly and fire in the soul
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Ambition's a fire that's hard to control
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Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame
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Young Henry Holloway's lost in the flames

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Now the noise in the bar's like a volcano explodin'
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But up on the stage young Henry is floatin'
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Eyes closed and driftin' through his favorite dream
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He sings of places that he's never seen
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Like Nashville and Memphis, New York and L.A.
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You can bet even money he'll get there someday
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But if he don't, he might just not care
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'Cause when he sings his songs, he's already there

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Fire in the belly and fire in the soul
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Ambition's a fire that's hard to control
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Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame
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Young Henry Holloway's lost in the flames

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Now Saturday night's turned into Sunday mornin'
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The bar room is empty the bar tender's yawnin'
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Home go the cowboys with their jeans and high boots
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Come Monday they'll put on their ties and dark suits
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Back to the motel go Henry and Evelyn
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She falls asleep with her arms wrapped around him
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She dreams of motel rooms and cheap crowded bars
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Henry lies wide awake, and dreams of the stars

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Fire in the belly and fire in the soul
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Ambition's a fire that's hard to control
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Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame
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