David Allan Coe – Mary Magdalene (Guitar)

D                                         C
She walks the streets in silence till the early morning light

D                              C    Cmaj7/B A
Daytime never sees her she's a lady of the  night

     G                                           D
Some say that her profession is a low down dirty shame

D                                     A                   D
Some folks say she's just some hippie chick that's half insane

    A                              G                 D
She talked to me about someone she called the son of man

    G                D                             A
She told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understand

   G                                   D
Perhaps she was a vision of delirium I seen

     D                                 A         D    C G D
This prostitute I met last night named Mary Magdalene

D                                 C            D
I told a friend about the strange experience I had

D                               C          Cmaj7/B A
With benzedrine indifference he assured me I was   mad

    G                                                   D
His dad had been a preacher, quoted scriptures from his head

D                         A                 D
Disbelief was on his face especially when I said

    A                              G                 D
She talked to me about someone she called the son of man

    G                D                             A
She told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understand

   G                                   D
Perhaps she was a vision of delirium I seen

     D                                 A         D    C G D
This prostitute I met last night named Mary Magdalene

D                             C
With hepatitis eyelids I went trippin' down the street

D                                  C        Cmaj7/B A
The local Catholic mission offered rest for weary   feet

    G                                                              D
The priest heard my confession, while his breath smelled just like wine

D                               A              D
He gave me the impression I was wastin' sacred time

    A                              G                 D
She talked to me about someone she called the son of man

    G                D                             A
She told me things I wasn't quite prepared to understand

   G                                   D
Perhaps she was a vision of delirium I seen

     D                                 A         D    C G D
This prostitute I met last night named Mary Magdalene