James McMurtry - Gulf road

Not a hot cup of cof^Efee, nor a cold glass of ^C#mtea Ever ^Acrossed your lips, in my compa^Eny ^EStraight bourbon whiskey, was all we'd ^C#mabide So let's ^Adon't hold back, now we've got nothing to ^Ehide

So much we sa^Evored yet so much we ^C#mmissed You know ^AI never meant you to see me like ^Ethis Just a faint distant ^Eflicker, from the last of the ^C#mstorm You know a ^Ataste of that liquor, could do me no ^Eharm

Light me a ^C#mcandle,^A light me a ^Efire Come sit by the ^Bwindow,^A with the shades ^Edrawn To the best of ^C#mintentions,^A and the worst of ^Edesires We'll leave by the ^BGulf Road,^A in the gray ^Edawn

Take a short handled ^Eshovel, take a long handled ^C#mhoe Cov^Aer my bones when the west wind ^Eblows Smooth it off ^Eeven, pack it down ^C#mhard I'll no ^Amore be here, but I'll never be f^Ear I'll no ^Amore be here, but I'll never be f^Ear