Capo 2 E Esus Ee|-0--0----0----------------------------------------------------------------| B|-0--0----0----------------------------------------------------------------| G|-1--1h2--1----------------------------------------------------------------| D|-2--2----2----------------------------------------------------------------| A|-2--2----2----------------------------------------------------------------| E|-0--0----0----------------------------------------------------------------|My name is Frank Davis, drive a Dixie 109 B E I was out on Highway 17, just south of Camden Line It was down there in the heart of Wilsonville where I met my fate B E She was standing outside the bar room said she was waiting for a date A E But I knew that that was just a line A E And I knew I was messin' with a losin' kind Well I knew what we were both doing, and I knew that you can't win B E But when the light turned green, I reached across the seat, popped the lock and she slid in She said she liked Mexican music, she knew a place if I had the time B Well we had a few drinks and we danced a while E I pulled her close, she didn't mind A E And what I knew kinda slipped my mind B E And I couldn't resist her messin' with a losin' kind Well we drove around in my Buick, getting drunk and having fun B E Well we ended up at this Best Western out on Highway 101 It was around 3 a.m. we went out to this empty little road side bar B It was there the cash register was open E It was there I hit that guy to hard A E But I knew when I hit him for the second time B E That one attracts the other when you're the losin' kindWell I grabbed her hand to get out of there And I felt like I was gonna be sick B E And a half hour later the sleet started come down and that highway got pretty slick I seen some lights in my rear-view mirror I guess I panicked and gave her a gun B E Well then I wrapped us around a telephone pole south on Highway 101 Well she just stumbled out on to the banks And sat down in a pout B E Well I kicked out the driver side window but buddy when I got out Well all I had to greet me was a Highway Patrolman's 45 B E He looked at the wreak and then he said "Son you're lucky to be alive" A E "Well Sir I'll think that one over if you don't mind B E Now luck ain't much good to you when it's the losin' kind"Solo: E A E B Ee|-2h4p2h4--4--6--7--7--7--7--7--6-----7-7-7-6--4---2/4---------------------| B|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|e|-7-6-4---7-6-4------------------------------------------------------------| B|----------------6/7--6--6--4--6/7-----------------------------------------| G|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|--------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|--------------------------------------------------------------------------|
Enviado por: Eduardo Castilho
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