Squeeze Box

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A                          E
I'm slippin' into Slidell, the boys 
and me
Take a left at the Texaco, gonna see
 A
 Sweet Marie
She plays down at Jimbeaux's Gumbo 
    E
and Washtub
In calico and barefeet in a band 
           A
called the Mudbugs
F#m                             D
I been workin' up my nerve and I can
 hardly wait
E
Tonight when she asks for request

I'll stand up and say

[Chorus]
A
I wanna be your squeeze box
               E
Always at your fingertips

I wanna be your blues harp
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                A
A little closer to your lips

Let me be your washboard
                D
You can play me fast or slow
A
Squeeze box, blues harp, washboard 
baby
E                A
Anything you can hold

A D A E A

A                              
Got a bucket full of crawfish, a 
              E
seat on the front row
Just to sit this close to her, it's 
               A
like a shot of tabasco
Makin' trips to the tip jar, keep it
         E
 full of dollar bills
Tonight I'm gonna go for broke, show
          A
 her just how I feel
F#m                           
One way or another, Lord, she's 
  D
gonna notice me
E
If I have to jump up on that stage 
and get down on my knees

I'll be beggin her please
               A
Let me be your squeeze box
                E
Always at your fingertips

I wanna be your blues harp
                A
A little closer to your lips

Let me be your washboard
                D
You can play me fast or slow
A
Squeeze box, blues harp, washboard 
baby
E                A
Anything you can hold
A            A           A      
Squeeze box, blues harp, 
    A
washboard, baby
E                A
Anything you can hold