written by Rodney Crowell
4/3/06
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[A]Dayton, Texas rodeo, [E]Possum Potez stole the show
Way back in 1968, the [A]night he rode ol' Pearly Gates
There was a spinnin' buckin' ton of death, [E]and everybody held their breath
But Possum rode him to a draw, it was the [A]best bullride that I ever saw
CHORUS:
[D]Possum, Possum, where are you
No [A]one rides bulls like you used to
They [D]haul you off in the ambulance
And you [A]show up later at the [F#m]victory dance
[D]Possum, Possum, get back home
We ain't [A]had no fun since you've been gone
With your [D]two-pack habit and a six-pack buzz
[A]You're the best that there [F#m]ever was
[A]You're the best that there [E]ever [A]was
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Ah two-lane blacktop, highway flyin', that's ol' Possum, I ain't lyin'
An 8-track tape deck blastin' Jones, Ernest Tubb and the Rollin' Stones
In the beerjoints down by the buckin' shoots, the cowgirls swore that he was so cute
They just loved the way he cocked his hat, now Possum had it all down pat
CHORUS
SOLO
Ah the Rainbow Cafe all jokes aside, the day ol' Possum liked to died
Some sweet thing flashed him a blue-eyed grin, it made old Possum's style kick in
A jealous cowboy, drunk and wild, pulled a pistol and a bullet fired
Blood was shed out in the parkin' lot but it was not Possum wound up shot
CHORUS:
[D]Possum, Possum, where are you
No [A]one rides bulls like you used to
They [D]haul you off in the ambulance
And you [A]show up later at the [F#m]victory dance
[D]Possum, Possum, get back home
We ain't [A]had no fun since you've been gone
With your [D]two-pack habit and a six-pack buzz
[A]You're the best that there [F#m]ever was
[A]You're the best that there [E]ever [D]was
[A]You're the best that there [E]ever [A]was
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4/3/06
INTRO: A
[A]Dayton, Texas rodeo, [E]Possum Potez stole the show
Way back in 1968, the [A]night he rode ol' Pearly Gates
There was a spinnin' buckin' ton of death, [E]and everybody held their breath
But Possum rode him to a draw, it was the [A]best bullride that I ever saw
CHORUS:
[D]Possum, Possum, where are you
No [A]one rides bulls like you used to
They [D]haul you off in the ambulance
And you [A]show up later at the [F#m]victory dance
[D]Possum, Possum, get back home
We ain't [A]had no fun since you've been gone
With your [D]two-pack habit and a six-pack buzz
[A]You're the best that there [F#m]ever was
[A]You're the best that there [E]ever [A]was
INTRO
Ah two-lane blacktop, highway flyin', that's ol' Possum, I ain't lyin'
An 8-track tape deck blastin' Jones, Ernest Tubb and the Rollin' Stones
In the beerjoints down by the buckin' shoots, the cowgirls swore that he was so cute
They just loved the way he cocked his hat, now Possum had it all down pat
CHORUS
SOLO
Ah the Rainbow Cafe all jokes aside, the day ol' Possum liked to died
Some sweet thing flashed him a blue-eyed grin, it made old Possum's style kick in
A jealous cowboy, drunk and wild, pulled a pistol and a bullet fired
Blood was shed out in the parkin' lot but it was not Possum wound up shot
CHORUS:
[D]Possum, Possum, where are you
No [A]one rides bulls like you used to
They [D]haul you off in the ambulance
And you [A]show up later at the [F#m]victory dance
[D]Possum, Possum, get back home
We ain't [A]had no fun since you've been gone
With your [D]two-pack habit and a six-pack buzz
[A]You're the best that there [F#m]ever was
[A]You're the best that there [E]ever [D]was
[A]You're the best that there [E]ever [A]was
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