Drive-By Truckers – Til Hes Dead Or Rises (Guitar)

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  When she met him they was teenagers

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  He was no more than seventeen

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  She was a little less than all that

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  But held the bit between her teeth

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  He was tall and strong and lanky

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  The fear of Jesus was on her side

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  He asked her, if she weren't too busy

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  Might come out for a ride

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  She'll ride him until he's dead or rises to the occasion

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  They ran off the great embankment

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  They flew through the air so far

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  They landed with a mighty crash

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  Then got crushed by the falling star.

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  She'll ride him until he's dead or rises to the occasion

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  She'll ride him until he's dead or rises to the occasion

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  That small crossroads became a city

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  She was the belle of every ball

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  Boys would line up to try to ring her

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  She'd let them line up down her hall

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  She ran up a life so lavish

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  Somehow those bills would all get paid

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 Your Daddy worked and never faltered

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  Never forgot the things she said

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  She'll ride him until he's dead or rises to the occasion

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  Times change but I still see her

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disapproval pouring out

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She said I ain't got the gumption to make it

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And you ain't scary enough to turn me around

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  But I'm hoping you might be game to ride my dream aground

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  We'll ride it until it's dead or makes your mama proud

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  She'll ride him until he's dead or rises to the occasion

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  She'll ride him until he's dead or rises to the occasion

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         Rises to the occasion

A   D A