Chris Wall - An Outlaw's Blues (tribute To Waylon) guitar chord

An Outlaw's Blues

By Chris Wall

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It was November the first, back in Nineteen Eighty Nine

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I opened a show for a bonafide hero of mine

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Ever since I was a kid, I bought everything he did

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I learned every lick and every line

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And that honky tonky hero became a friend of mine

He said you can't sing the blues if you never seen a cloudy day

If you ain't made the trip, then you sure can’t show the way

You pay your fines and your dues and learn you learn a thing or two

You get bruised along the way

And life's too short to hang with the cats that just can't play

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Old Hoss, the night I heard you were gone

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I stayed up and drank, I played your records all night long

He said you can't write a song of love in a committee of three

And great tunes ain't made by the guys in the t-i-e

Oh man, he threw away control when he sang down in his soul

His words and his music set me free

Great tunes ain't made by the guys in the t-i-e

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There's precious few left singing those outlaw blues

And we never had a choice, if we did well, we mighta refused

Ah, for better or for worse, it's a blessing or a curse

You pick up that old guitar

The music ain't what ya do son, it becomes what you are

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