Brainerd Road/king Fish Blues chords
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Brainerd Road/King Fish Blues
Key: E
CAPO II
INTRO: D Bm D
D
We were suicide pirates on asphalt season
G
We burned that quarter mile in nine-point-three
Bm
Drivin' bored-out stallions armored in chrome
A
It was winner take all and loser walk home
G
Sometimes it got so hot them pink slips glowed
D G
Down on Brainerd Road
D G
Oh down on Brainerd Road
Parked them cars when we got done racin'
Cranked up that all night rock 'n roll station
We'd fly with the only jet in the air
'Til Will Hortz would come and he'd run us home
Down on Brainerd Road
Oh down on Brainerd Road
CHORUS:
D G
Now it's glory glory hallelujah and I just, I hope I don't explode
D
I got me a four-fifty-four both feet flat on the floor
A G D
Just roarin', still roarin' down Brainerd Road
BREAK: D G D G
Late one night my baby called
And she said we gotta talk and that said it all
Said "meet me at the San Ann by the quarter mile straight
And I'll be there as soon as I can slip away"
Well I waited 'til daybreak and she never showed
Down on Brainerd Road
Oh down sweet Brainerd Road
So I went knockin' at her daddy's door
He said "You won the battle, boy I won the war"
I said "where is she mister," he said "Baltimore,
We burned down that clinic on Vance Road, we don't do that here no more"
I jumped in that Camero and just stuck it to the floor and went roarin'
Down Brainerd Road
Oh roarin' down Brainerd Road
CHORUS
BREAK
D G
These days I sit on the porch at my brother's house and watch the sun set
D A
My niece and my nephew's playin' in the yard and I'm suckin' on a cigarette
D G
My sister-in-law's in yonder foldin' laundry and lookin' at Wheel-of-Fortune with my brother
D A
I can hear them through that storm door goin' back and forth about one thing or another
D G
She waits tables while the kids are at school and he runs a wholesale route
D A
Between her tips and his commissions, after taxes are taken out
D G
They keep a roof over their head and they keep food on the table and they just somehow just keep getting' by
D A D
Waitin' on that day to come where they scr*pe up enough crumbs just to get a little piece of that pie
G D
So you just kiss my ass, Uncle Sam, and you kiss my brother's ass too
A
God bless America, but the hell with you
D G
You done stole us blind and you sold us out to a circle of a chosen few
D
And I see you on that poster pointin' your trigger finger at my grandson
A D
I'm pointin' my middle one back at you
G D
'Cause this land ain't your land, this land's our land
Bm A
G D
And the redwood forest and the gulf stream water
A D
Oh this land was made for me and you
OUTRO: G D A G D