Lucretia Macevil

INTRO (brass)

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VERSE 1
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Lucretia MacEvil
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       Little girl what's your game?
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Hard luck and trouble
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      That'll be your claim to fame

CHORUS 1
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Tail shakin', home breakin'
A7
Truckin' through town
D7
Each and every country mother's
G7
Son hangin' round
C7                  B7
Drive a young man insane
N.C.
Evil that's your

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name
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          talk about it
VERSE 2
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Lucre tia MacEvil
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      And to think you're doing fine!
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Back seat Delilah
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      Got your six-foot jug o'wine, woman

CHORuS 2

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  I hear your mother was the talk of the sticks
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Nothin' that your daddy wouldn't do for kicks
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Never done a thing worth-while
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You're just an evil woman child

BRIDGE
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Devil got you lucy
      Dm6
Under lock and key
C#7sus4
Ain't about to set you free
Am
Sign sealed and witnessed
          Am7
Since the day you were born
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No use tryin' to fake him out
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No use tryin' to make him out
Em    Em/D     Cmaj7  Am7  B7sus4   B7
Soon, he'll be takin' out his  due

sppoken:

What-cha gonna do?

VERSE 3
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ooo  Lu cy MacEvil
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      Honey   where ya been all night?
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   Your hair's all messed up, babe
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An' the clothes you're wearin'
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Just don't fit ya right

CHORUS 3
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   Daddy Joe's, payin' your  monthly rent
D7        D7#9                  G7
Tells his wife he can't imagine where the money went
C7                 B7
Dressin' you up in style,
N.C.
evil woman
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-child.          oo Lucy you just so

guitar:
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  damn bad

trombone:
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band:

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