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[Verse 1]
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Sweet water, hidden river
D
Flows right by my place
D
Life is slow, fishin's good
        C
That's how I spend my days

           G
I've got a sun-browned local lady
    D
She hails from Bon Secour
D
She makes the best fried shrimp and collard greens
     C         G
Cold Rosé is her pour

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By now you must be wonderin' how I earn my pay
   F     C        G               D
I write words and music, fact, I write them every day


[Chorus]
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Mailbox money
D
Been so good to me
D                               C               G
When my ship comes sailin' in I feel like royalty
G                                     D
That old song just keeps playin' from sea to shinin' sea
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That mailbox money sure been good to me


[Verse 2]
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The postman starts his outboard
          D
'Cause we get our mail by boat
                                C                  G
That song I penned in '81 still keeps our world afloat
      F      C        G               F     C       G
If it wasn't for the radio and those Parrot-headed fans
    F       C     G                     D
I'd have to get a day gig, which would surely spoil my plans


[Chorus]
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Mailboat money
D
Been so good to me
D                                C             G
When my ship comes sailin' in I feel like royalty
G                               D
They still hum that melody from France to Newfoundland
D             C              G
Mailbox money made me what I am


[Post-chorus]
G
Put it in the mailbox
G
Put it in the mailbox


[Verse 3]
G                           D
Now the postman, he retired two or three years back
D                            C              G
Now he fishes every day and I take up the slack
G                                D
I load that fifteen foot Pirogue US mailboat down
D                          C                G
Jump start my Johnson and spread the love around

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Junk mail, bills and birthday cards on the last boat that remains
       F       C          G                       D
I'm a one man crew but I still get through those floods and hurricanes
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Mailboat money


[Solo]
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[Pre-chorus]
B7                 Em
Down in A , that's how our mail arrives
A                          D     D
Drop us a line at zip code 36555


[Chorus]
D            G                  D
I love that mailbox money from sea to shinin' sea
D
Nothing else comes close to stackin' up
          C              G
'Cept the Full Moon Jubilee
G                              D
Giggin' big fat flounders with Jimbo at slack tide

D             C               G
Mailbox money sure seems bonafide
G                                     D
That old song just keeps playin' from sea to shinin' sea
              C          D      G
Mailbox money sure been good to me


[Otro]
 G
(Put it in the mailbox)
G
Just keeps comin' in
 G
(Put it in the mailbox)
G
What a boat ride this has been

G
(Put it in the mailbox)
 G
(Put it in the mailbox)
G
Whole lotta jingle in that single
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(Put it in the mailbox)

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Cha-ching
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(Put it in the mailbox)
G
Ooh, might go look at the mail Johnson
 G
(Put it in the mailbox)

G
Maybe get a new guitar
 G
(Put it in the mailbox)
G
I don't wanna be a star