Jerry Jeff Walker – Navajo Rug (Guitar)

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Well it's two eggs up on whiskey toast

Am
Home fries on the side

C
Wash it down with a roadhouse coffee

D
Man it burns up your insides

G
It was a Canyon, Colorado diner

Am
and a waitress I did love

C
she sat beside me 'neath an old stuffed bear

D
and a worn out Navajo rug

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Well, aye aye aye, Katy

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Shades of red and blue

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Well, aye aye aye, Katy

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Whatever became of your Navajo rug and you

G
Ol' Jack the boss he leaves about six

Am
and it's Katy bar the door

C
she'd pull down that Navajo rug

D
and spread it across that floor

G
Well I saw lightning across the sacred mountains

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the wooing of a turtle dove

C
lying next to Katy

D
on that old Navajo rug

G
I saw ol' Jack about a year ago

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he said the place burned to the ground

C
and as for my Katy dear

D
she done gone and left town

G
Oh but Katy got her souvenir

Am
he spit out a Red Man plug

C
You should have seen her runnin' through the smoke

D
she was draggin' that Navajo rug

G
So every time a cross the Sacred Mountains

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and lightning breaks above

C
it takes me back to a simpler time

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with my long lost Katy love

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Yea but everything keeps on moving

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seems like the whole worlds on the go

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you don't find things that last anymore

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like a hand woven Navajo