Gillian Welch – Dry Town (Guitar)

E
Well the road was hot and flat as a ruler

     A
Good hundred miles between me and Missoula

     B
That vinyl top were'nt gettin' no cooler

                          E
So I stopped at a Quickie Sack

E
Cuz I figured I'd need about a six of Miller

    A
And one of them things so I wouldn't spill her

   B
So I asked the girl if the beer was in the back

         B
She said "It's a dry town

                      E
No beer no liquor for miles around"

                        A
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two

   E
To wash me down

B              E
Outta this dry town

E
So I turn right around, no hesitation

  A
Cursed the laws ruinin' the nation

B
Waved goodbye to the boy at the station

                         E
But she wouldn't go into gear

E
He said it sounds like your transmission

     A
You need to Bob, but he's gone fishin'

   B
On his day off, he gets a long way from here

         B
Cause "It's a dry town

                      E
No beer no liquor for miles around"

                        A
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two

   E
To wash me down

B              E
Outta this dry town

     E
Well back home friends you can get a dose

   A
Of something strong from a local grocer

   B
So I walked down till I come closer

                  E
To a place called Happy Johns

E
He said "I keep something for colds and fevers

A
Down under here is where I usually leave her

B
But just last night I felt a cold a comin' on"

         B
Now "It's a dry town

                      E
No beer no liquor for miles around"

                        A
I'd give a nickel for a sip or two

   E
To wash me down

B              E
Outta this dry town

         A
I need a sip or two

   E
To wash me down

B              A     E
Outta this dry------ town