Red Ball Texas Flyer

E
Well I'm drivin' to New Orleans on a
 half a tank of gas
     B
Got a Jesus on the dashboard got a 
third wife on my ass
          E                        
They don't think I'm gonna make it,
    A
 but I swear I think I can
       E                        B 
In that Red Ball Texas Flyer I'm a
           E
 Red Ball Texas Man

E
Well I left Big D this mornin' just 
about the break of day
       B
Sixteen bennies and a bowl of chili,
 I'm bound to find my way
    E                              
If I got to Nacogdoches then 
   A
they'll know just who I am
       E                        B 
In that Red Ball Texas Flyer I'm a
           E
 Red Ball Texas Man

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Fiddle Solo:
A E F#m B (Repeat) E

E
Well in funky Louisiana little 
redhead made her stand
      B
With a fist-load full of nickels and
 a razor in her hand
         E                        
She said "Tex, I'm gonna cut you boy
A
 from appetite to thirst"
       E                   B      
I said "Hold on pretty pinto, 
              E
better cut the mustard first"

E
Well I rolled her in the parkin' lot
 I rolled her in the green
 B
I rolled her till the sheriff came 
and then it got obscene
     E                           
Oh we jumped the bail at midnight 
        A
she said "Honey, ain't life grand?"
       E                        B 
In that Red Ball Texas Flyer I'm a
           E
 Red Ball Texas Man

Fiddle Solo:
A E F#m B (Repeat) E

E
Oh we got down to New Orleans down 
beside the Vieux Carre
       B
Were we found out we were different 
than we ever thought we'd be
      E                            
At the court of the Seven Sisters I
  A
 was crownded the seventh son
      E                         
Opened up the Red Ball Flyer and 
    B          E
moved in with everyone