Mcmurtry James

Mcmurtry James - Song For A Deckhands Daughter guitar chord

Date: Thu, 22 Jan 1998 09:46:36 +1300

From: "Kean, John"

Subject: CRD: Song for a Deckhand's Daughter - James McMurtry

Song for a Deck Hand's Daughter  - James McMurtry

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>From "Too Long in the Wasteland".

Transcribed by John Kean (keanj@agresearch.cri.nz).

Standard tuning, no capo.

INTRO:

    C    

    , . , . , . , .   , . , . , . , .    

||------------------|------------------||

||----------------1-|---------------1--||

||*-------0---------|-----0-----------*||

||*-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---*||

||--3---------------|-3----------------||

||----------3-------|---------3--------||

*use variants on this strum pattern throughout

VERSE 1:

C                            Dm

  He'd always whistle "Jolie Blonde"

     Fmaj7                          C

  On his way out the back door on a Friday night

C                              Dm

  So many times he just stayed gone

      Fmaj7                           C           C/B

  And rarely did he try to treat your Mama right

Am                              Em

  Shut off the tractor with the field half mowed

F/C                        C              

  Set the brake and headed down the road

Am                               Em

  Came home for Christmas, never said where he'd been

          F/C

  With no presents for the children

       Am

  Only stories for the men

CHORUS 1:

Am                           G(see riff at end)

  Still your Mama called him Daddy

                     C    C/B  

  She never told him no

Am                           G

  Said she couldn't help but love him

F/C                            Am

  You wondered how it could be so

VERSE 2:

  He'd work two weeks out on a river barge

  She worked in the factory, never missed a day

  He'd spend his week off holding up the bar

  Never took him long to drink a deck hand's pay

  Wind off the river cut the lines on his face

  And left him dreaming of some other place

  Maybe Memphis town or Baton Rouge

  When it's cold in Cape Girardeau

  There's nothing much to do

CHORUS 2 (same as before)

SOLO:

Am   G   F/C   Am

Am   G   F/C   Am

Am   G   F/C   Am

VERSE 3:

Am                           Em

  And if his suitcase wasn't standing in the hall

F/C                      C

  He might not be coming home at all

Am                         Em

  All the sides of him you never knew before

           F/C

  Would be drifting down the river

      Am

  To another back door

CHORUS 3: (chords as before)

  Still your Mama called him Daddy

  She couldn't tell him no

  Said she couldn't help but love a man like that

  You wondered how it could be so

OUTRO:

  Am   C/B   C

CHORUS RIFF:

   G

   , . , . , . , .   , . , . , . , .   , . , . , . , .   , . , . , . , .

||-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------||

||-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---||

||-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---||

||-----0-------0---|-0h2-0---2p0-0---|-----0-------0---|-----0-------0---||

||---------0h2-----|-----------------|-0h2-------------|-0-------2-------||

||-3---------------|-----------------|---------3-------|-----------------||

CHORDS: (bracketed notes indicate alternating bass notes)

C      (3)32010

Dm     x(0)0231

Fmaj7  x(3)3210

C/B    x22010

Am     (0)02210

Em     0(2)2000

F/C    x3(3)21x

G      320003

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