Palmetto Rose

A
Palmetto rose in the AC vent
Cross stitched pillow where the head
 rest went
D
Said his cab was his orneriest 
friend
A
Left him jumping like trees in the 
wind

A
Thought he had the red lights 
memorized
Glass in the gravel like the stars 
in the sky
D
In that slow motion minute between 
living and dead
A
Looked in my eyes and he told me, he
 said

     A                      D     
This war that I wage to get up 
   A
every day
                             E     
It's a fiberglass boat, it's 
     A
azaleas in May
         F#m     E            D  
It's the women I love and the law
        A
 that I hate
                       D      A
Lord let me die in the Iodine State
                       E      A
Lord let me die in the Iodine State

(During the last part of the chorus,
 mimic the vocal melody with 
something like this:

E|-------------------------------
B|---------5--5h7-5~-------------
G|-----s6-------------6s--2--4-2-
D|-------------------------------
A|-------------------------------
E|-------------------------------

E|------------------| 
B|------------------| 
G|4-2~--------------| 
D|------------------| 
A|------------------| 
E|------------------| 

A
Palmetto rose in the sidewalk mud
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Pearly white stem and a big green 
bud
D
Catch him coming out of a King 
Street store
A
Bullshit story about the Civil War

A
You can believe what you want to 
believe
But there ain't no making up a 
basket weave
D
Everybody in the tri-county knows
A
Who makes the best palmetto rose

          A                      D
And it's war that we wage to get 
         A
up every day
        A                     
It's a basket of sweetgrass, a 
  E          A
wedding bouquet
          F#m      E            D
It's the ladies I love and the 
          A
law that I hate
     A                      D   
But Lord let me die in the Iodine 
   A
State
A                       E     F#m
Lord let me die in the Iodine State


E|-------------------------------
B|---------5--5h7-5~-------------
G|-----s6-------------6s--2--4-2-
D|-------------------------------
A|-------------------------------
E|-------------------------------

E|------------------| 
B|------------------| 
G|4-2~--------------| 
D|------------------| 
A|------------------| 
E|------------------| 

Violin: F#m E D A

       D                          
Out on Sullivan's Island, they're 
A
swimming
       D                        
On the beach where the big boats 
       A
rolled in
        D                          
With the earliest slaves, women and
 A
 children
          E
Our first American kin

        D                        
Here on King Street we're selling 
     A
our roses
D                     A
Two for a five dollar bill
    D                        A
And tonight after everything closes
                   E
I'll follow my own free will

         F#m      E    D    A
And I've taken my fill
     F#m     E     D   A
I've taken my fill

D


During the verses, mess around with 
the honky tonk in A. Honky tonk is 
about teasing
the minor over a major progression. 
Something like:

E|----5--5----------------------5-
B|----5--5--5-------------------5-
G|----------5h6------------5h6----
D|---------------7-5-7~-----------
A|--------------------------------
E|--------------------------------