Rodney Crowell – 56 Fury (Guitar)

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https://open.spotify.com/track/0Gpzu7joJV7DfHC9YmqG9Y Worked out on request for DonaldAPreusche from Victoria, Canada You feel OK with mentioning your avatar here? If you like my "work" don't hesitate to add favorite or to give it the STARS it deserves (with explanation?). Here is the list of all the songs I did upload for UG: https://www.ultimate-guitar.com/contribution/3817887-frans.vanuytv/tabs?sort=-date&page=1&per-page=50 ATTENTION 1: All chords for 4 beats OR count the * ATTENTION 2: I did speak to mendace to NOT mention Gibbons in "Artist" [Intro] | B | B | [Verse 1]
B                                           B
Spit curl down his forehead, talking 'bout, yes, it's understood.

     B                                        B
It's not just some lame six-bang grease stain sitting underneath the hood.

B                                                  B
Tamping down a camel on a zippo with a grin, maybe wider than a country mile.

B                                            B
Corsicana cool hand taking us to school man, burnin' up the road style.
[Chorus 1]
   E               E
56 Fury, built for comfort, built for speed.

   G                A
56 Fury, long about every last thing you need

   B              B
56 Fury.
[Verse 2]
B                                     B
Hair stacked up and twisted like some beehive made in France,

B                                         B
seven double shots of spray net, down for nothing left to chance.

    B                                               B
So, here's what's real cries sweet Lucille, they're ain't no other boy I know.

        B                                  B
Who can even dare to hold a candle to that hot rod Romeo?
[Chorus 2]
   E             E
56 Fury, high performance built for fun.

   G                A
56 Fury, Lord, have mercy, watch her look at her run.

   B              B
56 Fury.
[Solo] | E | E | G | A | | B | B | [Verse 3]
B                                    B
Two door hard top coupe so sleek and sexy grown men moan.

B                                  B
Jet white streak of lightning destination long since gone.

B                 B
Back off V8 Ford, back off Chevrolet,

B                    B
Pontiac and Cadillac ain't even fit for hauling hay.
[End-Chorus]
   E               E
56 Fury, bound for glory seconds flat.

   G              A
56 Fury, somebody tell me maybe what was that.

   B     B*
56 Fury, finest car on the road.
[Outro] | B | B | B | B | | B | B | B | B *** | | B* ||