til you guys murder it.
Just Water
Virg, Grizzly flats, Ca.
Started May, 2005
Completed, Jan.,2006
A G
Heat and struggle, dont show our good side
A G
Let my horse have a drink and well be gone
A G
So farmer, lower that riffle
D A
My time is short, I must move on
CHORUS 1
A G
I don't want your gold
A G
I don't want your daughter
A G
Mister, lower that riffle
D A
My horse just lead me to your water
If I got to shoot you, well, itll kill me too
My spirits low, and Id feel the shame
So farmer, lower that riffle
Our troubles are different, but the pain is the same
Point is farmer, neitherus compromise
This holster packin, itll shoot swift and true
So farmer, lower that riffle
Lets not make your wife any more blue
CHORUS 2 and end
I couldn't get the chord placement to come out right on the screen, but the 'G' is ALWAYS at the end of sentance or last word.
Possible extra lines:
Notches, well, there's too many

