Wichita Falls - Houston Marchman

Wichita Falls chords

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Wichita Falls
by Houston Marchman

Intro: G

Verse:

G                                      	
Oil field town in a blood red sky
          C                                G   
way out here that sun takes a long time to die
                                Em       
just seventeen when the highway called
              G                     D                    G      
my mama said "boy don't send me no tears back to Wichita Falls"

                   G               
Yeah broken white line led me away
        C                       G     
down a lo-o-o-ng lonesome interstate
              G                      Em  

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my boots move fast but my mind move slow
              G         D              G 
wherever easy money went I was gonna go


Chorus:
                 C                         G  
Now my poor mama cries for the trouble I'm in
                                            D   
but the law don't believe me it was self defense
          G              C                 G        C   
her heart breaks down against these prison walls
                   G            D             Em       C
there's a few more tears tonight over Wichita Falls
                   G            D             G  
there's a few more tears tonight over Wichita Falls


Verse:
             G                     
I was raised up that where God lost his shoes
                       C                   G
turned that west Texas dust into big city blues
               G                          Em
that city kid pushed me just a little too far
                G    D                 G             
reckon I pushed back just a little too hard


Chorus:
                 C                         G 
Now my poor mama cries for the trouble I'm in
                                            D
but the law don't believe me it was self defense
          G             C                  G          C
her heart breaks down against these prison walls
                   G            D             G   
there's a few more tears tonight over Wichita Falls

                 C                         G    
Now my poor mama cries for the trouble I'm in
                                                      D 
but the law don't believe me mama hell it was self defense
        G           C                     G             C              
my life sure don't mean much 'side these prison walls
                 G            D              Em       C
'cept a few more tears tonight over Wichita Falls
                   G            D              G
there's a few more tears tonight over Wichita Falls