Drunken Poet's Dream
as performed by Ray Wylie Hubbard
Stadard Tuning
Intro
[G] [Cadd9] [G] [G] [Cadd9] [G]
[G]I Got a woman [Cadd9]wild as [G]Rome
[G]She likes being naked and [Cadd9]gazed [G]upon
She [D]crosses a bridge, she sets it on [Cadd9]fire
[G]Lands like a bird on a [Cadd9]telephone [G]wire
Chorus
[D]I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna scream
[Cadd9]I'm gonna get me some Mescaline
[D]And then I'm gonna rhyme that with gasoline
[Cadd9]It's a drunken poet's dream[G][Cadd9][G]
There's some money on the table
and a pistol on the floor
A few paperback books by Louis L'Amour
Whiskey bottles are scattered like last nights clothes
With cigarettes, papers, and Oreos
My harmonica has got a busted reed
My lips are chapped and about to bleed
She says that's nothing, when she was a kid
She danced with the dead at the Pyramids
Chorus + harmonica break
Now I'll never pay back my student loan
Smelling like 'shine or cheap cologne
She tells me not to worry 'bout Judgement day
She says dying to get in heaven just aint our way
Chorus
(slower)
I got a woman wild as Rome
(and fade)
She likes being naked and gazed upon
as performed by Ray Wylie Hubbard
Stadard Tuning
Intro
[G] [Cadd9] [G] [G] [Cadd9] [G]
[G]I Got a woman [Cadd9]wild as [G]Rome
[G]She likes being naked and [Cadd9]gazed [G]upon
She [D]crosses a bridge, she sets it on [Cadd9]fire
[G]Lands like a bird on a [Cadd9]telephone [G]wire
Chorus
[D]I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna scream
[Cadd9]I'm gonna get me some Mescaline
[D]And then I'm gonna rhyme that with gasoline
[Cadd9]It's a drunken poet's dream[G][Cadd9][G]
There's some money on the table
and a pistol on the floor
A few paperback books by Louis L'Amour
Whiskey bottles are scattered like last nights clothes
With cigarettes, papers, and Oreos
My harmonica has got a busted reed
My lips are chapped and about to bleed
She says that's nothing, when she was a kid
She danced with the dead at the Pyramids
Chorus + harmonica break
Now I'll never pay back my student loan
Smelling like 'shine or cheap cologne
She tells me not to worry 'bout Judgement day
She says dying to get in heaven just aint our way
Chorus
(slower)
I got a woman wild as Rome
(and fade)
She likes being naked and gazed upon
