#--------------------------------------------------------------# DOLLAR BILL BLUES Townes Van Zandt Copyright © 1977 Silver Dollar Music Performing rights w/ASCAP http://www.ascap.com/ace/ACE.html #-------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------# #This file is an interpretation of Townes' work, and does not # #necessarily represent the actual way he recorded or performed # #the song, and is not intended to be used for any purpose other# #than for private study, scholarship, or research # #--------------------------------------------------------------# ------------------------------------------------------- Submitted by F. Schwarz 10/15/2006 ------------------------------------------------------- #--------------------------------------------------------------# >>>Here is how Townes plays it on Flyin' Shoes<<< Cm Fm if I had a dollar bill Cm Yes, I believe I surely will Gm Go to town and drink my fill Cm Early in the morning Cm Fm Little darling, she's a redhaired thing Cm Man, she makes my legs to sing Gm Gonna buy her a diamond ring Cm Early in the morning Cm Fm Mother was a golden girl Cm I slit her throat just to get her pearls Gm Cast myself into a whirl Cm Before a bunch of swine Cm Fm It's a long way down the Harlan road Cm Busted back and a heavy load Gm Won't get through to save my soul Cm Early in the morning Cm Fm I've always been a gambling man Cm I've roled them bones with either hand Gm Seven is the promised land Cm Early in the morning Cm Fm Whiskey'd be my dying bed Cm Tell me where to lay my head Gm Not with me is all she said Cm Early in the morning Cm Fm If I had a dollar bill Cm Yes, I believe I surely will Gm Go to town and drink my fill Cm Early in the morning >>>On A Far Cry From Dead and on Rain On A Conga Drum he plays<<< Hm Em If I had a dollar bill Hm Yes, I believe I surely will F#m Go to town and drink my fill Hm Early in the morning Hm Em Little darling, she's a redhaired thing Hm Man, she makes my legs to sing F#m Gonna buy her a diamond ring Hm Early in the morning Hm Em Mother was a golden girl Hm I slit her throat just to get her pearls F#m Cast myself into a whirl Hm Before a bunch of swine Hm Em It's a long way down the Harlan road Hm Busted back and a heavy load F#m Won't get through to save my soul Hm Early in the morning Hm Em I've always been a gambling man Hm I've roled them bones with either hand F#m Seven is the promised land Hm Early in the morning Hm Em Whiskey'd be my dying bed Hm Tell me where to lay my head F#m Not with me is all she said Hm Early in the morning Hm Em If I had a dollar bill Hm Yes, I believe I surely will F#m Go to town and drink my fill Hm Early in the morning #--------------------------------------------------------------#