Odious Death Of The Cracker King chords by Long Haul Paul

Key: Am

Intro:

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Verse 1:
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It was a different time, different land.
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You did what it took to make a hand.
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From Okotobe to Alabama, them boys just knew one thing.

Verse 2:
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You'd go get you a truck built for speed.
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A bag of dust they called chicken feed.
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You stayed in the saddle till your nose would bleed.
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Just get them cows to have a length.
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When your old woman said, sugar when you gonna slow down?
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You just smiled and said, baby, baby, come next round.


Chorus:
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The Cracker King is long gone.
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Never stayed nowhere too long.
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Might have been right, it might have been wrong.
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But all the boy did was run.


Verse 3:
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You were the box rate boys out of Pompano
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With the penny loavers and the best to blow.
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You loaded to ride when the man said go
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And made Hans point in one day's time.
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I followed you once out of Moss Hill,
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Man you had a stainless spread with a double frame.
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You were pushing 50 ton through the Georgia rain,
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Heading for the Florida land.
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When your woman said, it's your 359 on me?
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You just smiled and said, I love you baby St. Louis.


Verse 4:
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Well, he called me one morning.
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It was half past three.
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He was somewhere outside of Tucumcari.
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Said he hadn't slept since Tennessee
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And he had seen Satan there.
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He puts everything you buy on a microchip,
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Downloads it all off a magnet strip.
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And every time you shower and every time you shh,
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He knows just when nd where.
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Well, the DOJ, they hatched up a plan.
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They had the devil dead to rights on a rebate scam.
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They said we're willing to wipe the slate clean
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If you give us all you got on the cracker king.


Chorus:
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The Cracker king is long gone.
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Never stayed nowhere too long.
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Might have been right, might have been wrong.
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And all the boy did was wrong.


Verse 5:
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I said, Sammy said he'd seen you in old San Juan.
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You were sleeping on pallets.
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You were polishing chrome.
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You'd lost your truck.
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You'd lost your home.
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You barely had a tooth in your head.
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There's plenty of jobs needing done around here.
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I could pay you enough to keep you in beer.
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He took a deep breath.
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I heard his voice clear.
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And then the line went dead.
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The air was back in Amarillo, leading the foul.
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And the cashier said he finally hit the wall.
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All he had in his coat was some Demerol and an empty bottle of wine.
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And in the sweat-stained stench that used to be his shirt
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Was a picture of Rita in that miniskirt,
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Looking so fine it made a poor boy hurt.
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She was leaning on that 359.
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It was a different land, a different time,
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And what we called hard work, they now call the crime.
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From Pocachuli to that Babylon, them boys just knew one thing.