Headin For Texas chords by The Raconteurs

Intro
E   E   G   A      repeated untill lyrics come in.

        E       E     E      E
Headin' for the Texas border,

E     E        G        A           E
  G   A
    'Cause i'm tryin' to avoid the law


E   E   G   A


        A       A     A      A
Headin' for the Texas border,

A     A        C        D           E
  G   A
    'Cause i'm tryin' to avoid the law


E   E   G   A

             B
Well, when I pull right into Houston,

A n/C                 E   E   G   A
  Gonna see my Ma and Pa


E   E   G   A

         E          E     E        E
And i'll tell those fancy stories,

E      E        G      A        E
  G   A
      'Bout the cities I  have  seen


E   E   G   A


     A          A     A        A
And i'll tell those fancy stories,

A      A        C      D        E
  G   A
      'Bout the cities I  have  seen


E   E   G   A


          B         B        B       B
Well, all away from New York cityyyy

A n/C
    Down to, I said a, New Orleans

E   E   G   A
E   E   G   A


        E
Well, I won't tell 'bout the heart-ache,

        E
Well, I won't tell 'bout the pain,

        E                                   E
Well, I won't tell 'bout the times I had to sleep out in the rain.

          A
Well, i'm going to El Paso,

   A
To get my mojo fixed,

          E                E
Then i'll pack my bags and head out for the,

B  n/C
  North West.

E   E   G   A
E   E   G   A


Solo played over  the following chords

A   A   C   D
A   A   C   D

E   E   G   A
E   E   G   A

A   A   C   D
A   A   C   D

E   E   G   A
E   E   G   A

B   B   B   B
A n/C


E   E   G   A
E   E   G   A

       E      E        E        E
I said to the girls of Texas,

E      E     G       A
        I do all the travelling, man.


         A      A        A      A
I said a to the girls of Texas,

A     A    C                  E   E
  A
     I do all the travelling, man.

E   E   G   A


          B          B          B         B
And, i'll come, i'll pinch your money,
A  n/C                 E   E   G   A
Till I pass your way again.

E   E   G   A


        E
Well I, don't know where i'm going,

      E
And I know I just don't care,

         E                                E
But I've got to keep on ramblin', 'fore I find my self somewhere

          A         A      A       A
Where i'm sure i've got my number,

    A           A       C       D
And folks, they know my kind,

          E               E
But, i'll Blow your mind, blow your mind.

B
Unwind!


E   E   G    A
E   E   G    A


Solo played over E   E   G    A

drum fill for 2 bars

E   E   G    A
E   E   G    A