G      C           G      C        G
Well A great black river A man had found
       C            G          C
So he put all his money in a hole in the
   G
ground

            C         G            D
And sent a big steel arm drivin' down down
  G
down

        C                      D       G
Now I live on the streets of Houston town
  C                    G                 C
Packed up my wife and kids when winter came
 G
along

     C           G              C
We headed down south with just spit and a
 G
song

                 C    G         D         G
But they said “Sorry son it's gone gone gone
      C                   D    G
It's gone gone gone it's all gone"

G             C             G
Well there's men hunkered down by the
  C        G
railroad tracks

           C       G              C
Yeah that Elkhorn Special blowin' my hair
 G
back

G      C            G               C
Tents pitched on the highway in the dirty
  G
moonlight

 G     C               G               D
And I don't know just where I'm gonna sleep
 G
tonight


G              C    G
Parked in the lumberyard we're freezin' our
 C    G
asses off

G   C             G                  C
My kids in the back seat they got a graveyard
 G
cough

 G        C       G           C       G
Well I'm sleepin' up in front with my wife
 G         C               G
Billy club tappin' on the windshield in the
 C            G
middle of the night

      C    G         D     G
Says “Move Along son move Along"
G      C      G            C        G
Well a big limousine long shiny and black
          C         G             C
Well you don't look ahead and you don't look
 G
back

G         C            G            C
How many times can you get up after you been
 G
hit?

G       C       G        C         G
Well I swear if I could spare the spit
G    C      G         C     G
I'd lay one on your shiny chrome
G    C        G       D        G
And send you on your way back home


G                  C           G
So if you're gonna leave your town where the
 C          G
north wind blow

 C                       G          C
To go on down where that sweet soda river
 G
flow

 G         C           G         C       G
Well you better think twice twice on it Jack
G                 C        G       C
You're better off buyin' a shotgun dead off
    G
the rack

  G           C             G         C
‘Cause there ain't nothin' down here down
     G
here friend

 G       C            G              D
Except seeds blowin' up the highway in the
      G
south wind

G             C        D         G
We're movin' on movin' on we're movin'