Salt Chunk Mary Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
This is [G]a place [Gm]of dead roads,
[E]rod[A] -riding yags and peat men and cat bur[F#]glars,
bindle [G#]-stiffs [F#m]and hobo jungles.
Here is salt -chunk
Mary the
[E]Fence in her [A]red
brick house [Gm]down by the tracks in
Portobello,
Idaho.
[D#m]Mary keeps [B]an iron pot
of [A]pork and beans [E]al ways on [F#]the fire.
You [A]eat first and [F]talk business later.
watches and rings [D]slopped
down on the kitchen [E]table.
[A]She names [Gm]a price, [D]she
doesn't name another[C].
[Ebm][F#m]
[D]Mary could say [C]no quick[Bb]er than
any [A]wo man I ever knew, [E]and
none of her no's ever meant yes.
[Cm]She [C]kept the money in a cookie jar,
[Gm]but nobody
thought about that.
[Gm]Her cold [F#]gray eyes would have seen [C]the thought,
[F#]and maybe
[E]something goes wrong
[D]on the next [A]sleigh.
[F#]John
Law just [Cm]happens by, [C]or a [Cm]citizen
comes up [E]with a load of double zero
buck[C]shot in the air, soft and tender.