Thirteen Silver Dollars
Colter Wall
Written by Colter Wall
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G It was a cold and cruel evening C G Sneaking up on Speedy Creek D G Found myself asleepin' in the snow For one or two odd reasons C G I ain't too proud to repeat A D For now we'll say I had no place to go G There was a rustle and a humming C G Just hauling down the street D G I drew myself up from my icy bed G C G Painted on that shiny car the letters 'RCM and P' G D G I can feel a little aching in my head G And then out jumps this old boy C G About twice the size of me D G He asked me for my name and where I dwelt I just looked him in the eye C G And sang 'Blue Yodel Number 9' A D He didn't catch the reference, I could tell G Then the old, familiar click C G And the handcuffs bind and grip D G Should have left me in the snow, where I laid G He just laughed and touched his gun C And turned to me and said G D Son, I bet you don't own a damn thing G To your name C Well, I got my health G My John B Stetson D G Got a bottle full of baby's bluebird wine C And I left my stash G Somewhere down in Preston D G Along with thirteen silver dollars and my mind C Well, I got my health G My John B Stetson D G Got a bottle full of baby's bluebird wine C And I left my stash G Somewhere down in Preston D G Along with thirteen silver dollars and my mind
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