DEAD STRINGS
WORDS AND MUSIC BY HENRY GROSS ©2009 ACHTUNES, ASCAP (LYRIC REVISED 10/24/11)
I GOT A CHEAP WINE, EYES BLIND, SOUL SHAKING HEARTACHE
KNOCKED ME SO LOW DOWN, BEEN CRAWLIN’ LIKE A SNAKE
BABY CAUGHT ME ROCKIN’ AND HER LOVE STARTED STOPPIN’
CAN’T A POOR BOY EVER MAKE A MISTAKE
DOG DAYS BY THE MISSISSIPPI RIVER
WAILING LIKE A STRAY CAT IN THE BACK OF THE BAR
NO SCRATCH BUT I’M DYIN’ TO DELIVER
GOT DEAD STRINGS ON MY GUITAR (2X) GOT THEM
BLUE MOON MAN CHASING SPRING CHICKEN WOMEN
GOT MY EYES WIDE SHUT FROM THIS COMING HOME LATE
GREASY DEEP FRIED, FEEL THEIR FEET KEEP ON KICKIN’
GRAVY TASTES SO FINE I’VE BEEN LICKING MY PLATE
CHORUS
MORNING I AWAKE GOT THE SHAKES AND THE SHIVERS
DON’T YOU SAY HALF OF NOTHING IF IT AIN’T SOMETHING KIND
DRAW YOUR GUN, YOU BETTER QUICK PULL THE TRIGGER
KEEP THE ARROW IN THE QUIVER ‘TILL YOU MAKE UP YOUR MIND
CHORUS 2X- (I GOT DEAD STRINGS ON MY GUITAR)
