Joe Bonamassa 
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Jockey Full of Bourbon
Joe Bonamassa: Jockey Full of Bourbon
Riff:
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A:|o--------1h3-------------|-------1h3--------3-2-1-o|
E:|-1--1--------------------|-1-1---------------------|
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B:|o-----1----------1-------|-----1------------------o|
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A:|o--------1h3-------------|-------1h3--------3-2-1-o|
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1. Edna Fm
million in a drop dead suit, C7
Dutch pink on a downtown Fm
train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot, I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest, I been drinking from the broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest, I'm full of bourbon and i can't stand up
million in a drop dead suit, C7
Dutch pink on a downtown Fm
train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot, I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest, I been drinking from the broken cup
Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest, I'm full of bourbon and i can't stand up
R: Bbm
Hey little bird , Fm
fly away home
C(7)
Your house is on fire , Fm
your children alone
Hey little bird , you fly away home
Your house is on fire , your children alone
Hey little bird , Fm
fly away home
C(7)
Your house is on fire , Fm
your children alone
Hey little bird , you fly away home
Your house is on fire , your children alone
Riff:
2. Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head, I'm stepping on the devil's tail
Across the stripes of a full moon's head, All through the bar's of a Cuban jail
Bloody finger's on a purple knife, Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife, Admire the view from the top of the mast
Across the stripes of a full moon's head, All through the bar's of a Cuban jail
Bloody finger's on a purple knife, Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass
I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife, Admire the view from the top of the mast
R: Hey little bird, fly away home …
Riff:
3. Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed, Stazybo horn and a slingerland ride
To the carnival is what she said, A couple hundred dollars makes it dark inside
Edna million in a drop dead suit, Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot, I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
To the carnival is what she said, A couple hundred dollars makes it dark inside
Edna million in a drop dead suit, Dutch pink on a downtown train
Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot, I'm in the corner on the pouring rain
R: Hey little bird , fly away home … 2×
Outro: Fm C Bbm
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