Birmingham
Shovels & Rope
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[Intro] G Em D C EmG Delta Mama and a Nickajack ManEm Raised their Cumberland daughters in a Tennessee bandD Played Springwater at Station InnC Em Couldn't play fast, couldn't fit inG Caught a '66 Dodge in CarolineEm Got her education on her mama's dimeD She was singing in a bar called ComatoseC Em Halfway rusted on the salty coastC G Rock of Ages, cleave for meC G Em G Let me hide myself in TheeG C Em Buried in the sandC G D G Five hundred miles from BirminghamG Rockamount Cowboy in a rock and roll bandContinúa después del anuncioG Plugged his amplifier in allEm across the landD Athens, Georgia on a friday nightC Saw that little girl, she couldEm sing alrightG Spent five years going from town to townG Waiting on that little girl toEm come aroundD Caught in the arms of New York CityC To lose that gal seemed terribleEm pityC G Rock of Ages, cleave for meC G Em G Let my heart forget a beatG C Em Why do you demandC G D G Calling me from BirminghamEm Pulled her covered wagon off the BQEEm Said this'll be the last you'llG ever see of meEm Well the cowboy laughed said I know it's not trueEm Cause there's nothing I could doG to get loose from youG Made a little money playing in the barsG With two beat up drums and two oldEm guitarsC From the Crescent City to the Great Salt LakeC It ain't what you got, it's whatEm you make( G Em C Em )G When the road got rough and the wheels all brokeEm Couldn't take more then we could towG Making something out of nothing with a scratcher and our hopeC With two old guitars like a shovelG and a ropeC G Rock of Ages, cleave for meC G Em G Let me hide myself in TheeG C Em Now I understandC G D G On better terms since Birmingham
