D G D G My little brother was just ten years oldD G D G When we hit bad weather and hid in the holeD G D G We could see Texas was only a mileD G D G And oh, little brother, I remember your smileD C G D C G At IndianolaD G D G My dad built a sawmill of cypreses and stoneD G D G It was here on Madena that we made our homeD G D G The year 1850 and I sent for my girlD G D G Oh Frauline, come meet me in this brand new worldD C G D C G At IndianolaD G D G The war they call civil had barely begunD G D G Me and my cousins decided we'd runD G D G Up through Louisianan to meet up with GrantD G D G But one hundred damn rebels shot us there in the sandD C G D C G At IndianolaD G D G They said up in New York, the stock market fellD G D G And the life they was livin' was shot all to hellD G D G But we ain't seen nothin' no different than dustD G D G Sept the wheels on the wagon all covered with rustD C G D C G At IndianolaD G D G When that scrape with old Hitler was over and doneD G D G And I wondered if I could kill kin with my gunD G D G But we sat there in Paris in a little cafeD G D G And as they toasted Truman, I drifted awayD C G D C G To IndianolaD G D G But it's fifty years later and nobody caresD G D G About some old city that ain't even thereD G D G Well, my sons moved to Houston, And they work in the GulfD G D G With seven days on and seven days offD G D G Well I work for the doctor that bought our old ranchD G D G From first quality federal the foreclosures branchD G D G And he calls me hillbilly and he laughs at my hairD G D G But the cancer will get him if anything's fairD G D G And I'll take his ashes and throw from my boatD G D G As acrossed that ocean I'm going to floatD C G D C G To find me another IndianolaD C G D C G IndianolaD C G D C G Indianola
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