Me And My Uncle taby ukulele według Grateful Dead

Intro:

Em


Verse 1:

          G                 Em
Me and my uncle went riding down,

      G                    Em
South Colorado, west texas bound,

   G               Em
we stopped over in Santa Fe,

     G                          A
That being the point just about half way,

     G                    B                   Em
and, you know, it was the hottest part of the day


Verse 2:

           G                Em
I took the horses up to the stall,

            G                Em
went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all,

                  G                         Em
three days in the saddle, you know, my body hurt,

         G                     A
it being summer, I took off my shirt

      G                 B                  Em
and I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt.


Verse 3:

           G                   Em
West Texas cowboys, they's all around,

                G                    Em
with liquor and money, they's loaded down,

              G                             Em
so soon after payday, you know, it seemed a shame,

         G                              A
you know my uncle, he starts a friendly game,

     G                     B               Em
Hey, high low jack and the winner take the hand


Solo:

G      Em    x3
G      A
G      B     Em

G      Em    x3
G      A
G      B     Em

Verse 4:

                G                    Em
My uncle starts winning, cowboys got sore,

            G                        Em
one of them called him, and then two more,

               G                   Em
accused him of cheating, oh no, it couldn't be,

          G                        A
I know my uncle, he's as honest as me,

    G             B               Em
and I'm as honest as a Denver man can be.


Verse 5:

            G                     Em
One of them cowboys, he starts to draw,

           G                    Em
I shot him down, Lord, he never saw,

         G                          Em
Shot me another, hot damn, he won't grow old,

          G                           A
in the confusion my uncle grabbed the gold

    G              B              Em
and we high tailed it down to Mexico


Verse 6:

             G                     Em
I love those cowboys, I love their gold,

           G                   Em
I loved my uncle, God rest his soul,

             G                        Em
he taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know,

          G                       A
taught me so well, I grabbed that gold

      G                 B                    Em
and I left his dead ass there by the side of the road.