[Em] [-] [Am] [-] [Am] [-] [Em]
M[Em]r. Ten Dollar man, let me t[Am]ell where you're bound
Drink your green liquor, Lord, you'll [Em]roll to the ground
B[Em]ut you come around here, with you[Am]r money in your hand
Am7 Dm Em Am em
Taste of my woman, you die where you stand
Chorus:
S[Am]nake Mountain blues, they g[Em]ot me down low
I could d[Am]ie in the morning but no[Em] one would know
My wo[Em]man come 'round, my b[Am]ody she'd find
Go down to [Dm]Dundee - have her a [Am]time
Snake Mountain's gonna[Em] crumble, Lord, and [Am]fall from the sky
before that woman of mine stops t[Em]ellin' her lies
If I'd d[Em]ie Lord she'd weep, she'd weep and she'd mo[Am]urn
Soon as I's buried... Forget I'd been b[Em]orn[Am][Em]
Well a [Em]black-skinned woman, she won't d[Am]o you no wrong
Slow to start moanin' - she d[Em]on't moan for long
Oh, a ye[Em]llow-headed woman brings you n[Am]othin' but pain
Take all you give her... she l[Em]eaves only shame[Am][Em]
My [Em]Daddy, Lord he rides on a [Am]long holy train
First winds of winter I'll s[Em]ee him again
It's [Em]farewell to this yellow-headed m[Am]isery I've known
Snake Mountain's calling... Callin' me [Em]home[Am][Em]
Chorus:
S[Am]nake Mountain blues, they g[Em]ot me down low
I could d[Am]ie in the morning but no[Em] one would know
My wo[Em]man come 'round, my b[Am]ody she'd find
Go down to [Dm]Dundee - have her a [Am]time
M[Em]r. Ten Dollar man, let me t[Am]ell where you're bound
Drink your green liquor, Lord, you'll [Em]roll to the ground
B[Em]ut you come around here, with you[Am]r money in your hand
Am7 Dm Em Am em
Taste of my woman, you die where you stand
Chorus:
S[Am]nake Mountain blues, they g[Em]ot me down low
I could d[Am]ie in the morning but no[Em] one would know
My wo[Em]man come 'round, my b[Am]ody she'd find
Go down to [Dm]Dundee - have her a [Am]time
Snake Mountain's gonna[Em] crumble, Lord, and [Am]fall from the sky
before that woman of mine stops t[Em]ellin' her lies
If I'd d[Em]ie Lord she'd weep, she'd weep and she'd mo[Am]urn
Soon as I's buried... Forget I'd been b[Em]orn[Am][Em]
Well a [Em]black-skinned woman, she won't d[Am]o you no wrong
Slow to start moanin' - she d[Em]on't moan for long
Oh, a ye[Em]llow-headed woman brings you n[Am]othin' but pain
Take all you give her... she l[Em]eaves only shame[Am][Em]
My [Em]Daddy, Lord he rides on a [Am]long holy train
First winds of winter I'll s[Em]ee him again
It's [Em]farewell to this yellow-headed m[Am]isery I've known
Snake Mountain's calling... Callin' me [Em]home[Am][Em]
Chorus:
S[Am]nake Mountain blues, they g[Em]ot me down low
I could d[Am]ie in the morning but no[Em] one would know
My wo[Em]man come 'round, my b[Am]ody she'd find
Go down to [Dm]Dundee - have her a [Am]time
