El Viejo (For Ian) chords - Corb Lund

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[Intro]
G  A  D G D
 
 
[Verse 1]
                    G
El Viejo, friend of mine
A                           D
I think you left us just in time
                             G
They're outta vodka, no more wine
A                           D
I think you left us just in time
 
 
[Verse 2]
                           G
You know I hate to see you leave
A                            D
But it ain't no secret you believed
                          G
You was meant for earlier days
A                        D
Wilder times and a freer range
 
 
[Verse 3]
                       G
So old compadre Lord I know
A                      D
You was likely glad to go
                      G
I hope it's easier in time
A                          D
For those of us you left behind
 
 
[Chorus]
N.C.                                                         G
They ain't dealin' blackjack down at Stockmen's in Nevada anymore
           A                                                             D
And they'd wanna pay you six to five and that ain't hardly worth playin' for
                                                                  G
All's I seen was slot machines from wall to wall the whole casino floor
  A                                                            D
Nobody hittin' seventeen playin' against the dealer that's for sure
 
 
[Interlude]
D  G  A  D
 
 
[Verse 4]
              G
Mi amigo, mon ami
A              D
 Elko blues, indeed
                            G
You know we did the best we could
A                          D
 But the shine was off the wood
 
 
[Verse 5]
                              G
We played up most all of your songs
A                               D
But with you and Don and Baxter gone
                               G
That sure leaves some boots to fill
A                           D
And I'm not sure we ever will
 
 
[Verse 6]
                           G
But on a slightly brighter side
A                   D
 The Outside Circle guys
                             G
They're still tearin' up the Star
A                         D
And Capriola's ain't that far
 
 
[Chorus]
N.C.                                                         G
They ain't dealin' blackjack down at Stockmen's in Nevada anymore
           A                                                             D
And they'd wanna pay you six to five and that ain't hardly worth playin' for
                                                                  G
All's I seen was slot machines from wall to wall the whole casino floor
  A                                                                D
Nobody hittin' seventeen and worse yet the Commercial's closed its doors
  A                                          D                   G  A  D G D
Nobody hittin' seventeen playin' against the dealer rest assured
 
 
[Outro]
N.C.                G
El Viejo, friend of mine
A                           D
I think you left us just in time