Steve Earle - Gulf Of Mexico

steve earle sings first verse a cappella , but i provide chords for those of us lacking
confidence in our voices . . .

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come and gather ’round me people and a tale to you i’ll tell
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of my father and his father in the days before the spill
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with an endless sky above ’em and a restless sea below
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and every blessing flowing from the gulf of mexico

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well my granddad worked the shrimp boats from the time that he was grown
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and he scrimped and saved and bought himself a trawler of his own
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he was rough and he was ready and he drank when he was home
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and he made his family’s living on the gulf of mexico

chorus
D G D D G D
he was rolling , he was rolling
D G A D
cross the deep blue water he was rolling

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well my Daddy drove a crew boat hauling workers to the rigs
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he was sick of mending nets and couldn’t stand the smell of fish
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he drew a steady paycheck 20 years from texaco
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when he died we spread his ashes on the gulf of mexico

chorus
D G D G D
he was rolling , he was rolling
D G A D
cross the deep green water he was rolling

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as for me i dreamed of nothing any grander than the day
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that i stepped out on the drilling floor to earn a roughneck’s pay
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then one night i swear i saw the devil crawlin’ from the hole
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and he spilled the guts of hell out in the gulf of mexico

chorus
D G D G D
we were rolling , we were rolling
D G A D
cross the blood red water we were rolling