“Black Diamond Strings
Guy Clark
Capo 2 key of B (Dublin Blues CD track 2)

Chorus
Black Diamond Strings
Black Diamond Strings
Drinkin’ 1 W. Harper
Playin?? Black Diamond Strings
Black Diamond Strings
A
Are like white flour and grits
You play Black Diamond Strings
‘Cause it’s all you can get

Black Diamond Strings on a Catalog Guitar
That’s pretty high cotton whoever you are
You break one you change one, that’s as good as it gets
You can play all year long on two or three sets

J.W. Crowell was a hell of a man
He played two nights a week in a hillbilly band
He played at the Ice House on Telephone Road
He played in the yard just to lighten his load

Chorus

Hey J.W play that Frauline
Let Rodney sit in, hell, he’s goin’ on nine
His fingers are bleedin’, but he’s keepin’ good time
Playin’ Black Diamond Strings, he’ll never quit tryin’

N/C
Causette told ‘em both

You boys pack t up, it’s time to go home
We got church in the mornin’, it’s comin’ up dawn
Don’t make me say it again or I’m gone
You can stay here forever, but you’re gonna walk home
”

GUY CLARK[(2)]
DUBLIN BLUES

E B A fg1 fg2

—–/ —–/ —–/ —–/ ——————–/
—–/ —–/ –2–/ —–/ ——————–/
—–/ –4–/ –2–/ —–/ ——————–/
–2–/ –4–/ –2–/ —–/ –4-666-4-2———/
–2–/ –2–/ —–/ -2-4-/ ————2-444-2-/
–0–/ —–/ —–/ —–/ ——————–/

JUST PLAY AROUND W/IT, IT’LL COME AROUND

INTRO
E A fg1 E
E B fg2 E

E A (fg1) E
I wish I was in Austin
In the Chili Parlor Bar
Drinking’ Mad Dog Margaritas
And not caring’ where you are

E A (fg1) E
But here I sit in Dublin
Just rolling’ cigarettes
Holding’ back and choking’ back
The shakes with every breath

CHORUS:
Forgive me all my anger
Forgive me all my faults
There’s no need to forgive me
For thinking’ what I thought
I loved you from the got go
I'll love you till I die
I loved you on the Spanish steps
The day you said goodbye

I am just a poor boy
Work’s my middle name
If money was a reason
I would not be the same

I’ll stand up and be counted
I’ll face up to the truth
I’ll walk away from trouble
But I can’t walk away from you

I have been to Fort Worth
I have been to Spain
I have been to proud
To come in out of the rain

I have seen the David
I’ve seen the Mona Lisa too
I have heard Doc Watson
Play Columbus Stockade Blues

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the_cape.crd

The Cape

By Guy Clark
From the Dublin Blues CD

Guitar Intro:
Strum each chord on the down beat
emphasize the bass line

Eight years old with a flour sack cape
Tied all around his neck
He climbed up on the garage
Figurin’ what the heck
He screwed his courage up so tight
The whole thing came unwound
He got a runnin’ start and bless his heart
He headed for the ground

CHORUS:
Well he’s one of those who knows that life
Is just a leap of faith
Spread your arms and hold your breath
And always trust your cape

All grown up with a flour sack cape
Tie all around his dreams
He’s full of ps and vinegar
He’s bustin at the seams
He licked his finger and checked the wind
It’s gonna be do or die
He wasn’t scared of nothin’, Boys
He was pretty sure he could fly

CHORUS

Old and grey with a flour sack cape
Tied all around his head
He’s still jumpin’ off the garage
And will be ‘till he’s dead
All these years the people said
He’s actin like a kid
He did not know he could not fly
So he did

CHORUS