Bar Grille chords by Confederate Railroad

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Well I was three days short of pullin out Kingsport
      A
I was headed down to Houston town
       E
Had my guitar packed in a burlap sack
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For es cortin my country sound
  E
I bypassed Jackson, bypassed Memphis
       A
By the time I got to Arkansas
     E
I'da sold my car and that black guitar
    B                 E
For anything cool and tall

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So I pulled up to a neon sign on highway forty-nine
         A                                   B
Shut the engine down, took a look around and then I stepped inside
  E                                      A
I asked that bouncer where I was he said son your at Bills
B
Honky tonk pickin, line dance kickin, razor back stickin, barbecue chicken
                   E
Laundromat bar and grill

E
Well I saw old Bill sittin at the bar
       A
With a waitress and change machine
       E
He was throwin' out quarters to a waitress names Starr
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When I asked him if I could sing
         E
He said, son go ahead if you brought your guitar
        A
Then he pointed to the back stage door
         E
He said, we don't like original material
   B                     E
Un less its been done be fore

       A
Well I hit the stage like a big wheeled train
         E
Told the boss man to play in 'C'
             A
I played the Tennessee Waltz, Kentucky Rain
        B
And the one about the bird that's free
     E                                    A
That lead guitar was like a chainsaw that fiddle like a power drill
at Bill's
B
Honky tonk pickin, line dance kickin, razor back stickin, barbecue chicken
                   E
Laundromat bar and grill

Lead
E
Well in the few short minutes I was up on stage
Watched a Biker punch a cowboy's face
       E
With a perfect view I was witness to
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The des truction of the whole damn place
       E
It was long necked stems and white fringed hems
      A
Flyin out of that dodge saloon
            E
And that me chanical bull was a distant pull
       B                   E
To the safest place in the room

          A
Well that punch-drunk cowboy showed his wife
         E
That his shirt was soaked in beer
          A
She said, calm down honey have another Lite
             B
Cause we can wash the shirt right here
         E                                   A
Then the whole place stopped to thank me for bookin my show at Bill's
B
Honky tonk pickin, line dance kickin, razor back stickin, barbecue chicken
                   E
Laundromat bar and grill
          B
At Bill's Honky tonk pickin, line dance kickin, razor back stickin,
barbecue chicken
                   E
Laundromat bar and grill