FROM A BUICK 6  (Bob Dylan)


            C
I got this graveyard woman, ya know she keeps my kids


But my soulful mama, you know she keeps me hid

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  She's a junkyard angel and she always gives me bread
 
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Well if I   go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed


              C
Well when the pipeline gets broken and uh lost on the river bridge

I'm all cracked up on the highway and in the water's edge
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  Look it she comes down the throughway ready to sew me up with thread
          G                                                            C
Well if I  go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed


          C
Well she don't make me nervous, she don't talk to much

She walks like Bo Diddley and she don't need no crutch 
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She keeps this 4-10 all loaded with lead
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Well if I  go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed

Come on ... 


solo

          C 
Well ya know I need a steam shovel mama to keep away the dead

I need a dump truck baby to unload my head
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 She brings me everything and more, ain't it just like I said
          G                                                          C
Well if I   go down dyin' you know she bound to put a blanket on my bed