Errols Song

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Mr. Errol he lives on the banks of Lake Arthur
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Where your windshield gets foggy, where your back roads unwind
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It’s a long way from Shreveport, not too far from Gueydan
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And it’s close to the home that I left behind
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Yah it’s close to the home that I left behind


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Mr. Errol’s a father, he’s a farmer, he’s a hunter
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And he talks to the ducks and the geese and the blind
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He works hard for the lives that he helps to make better
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And he lives by the graveyard of the rusted combines


CHORUS:
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And he held my hand when my boots got too heavy
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With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
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We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
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And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines


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There’s coffee and biscuits on the stove in the kitchen
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There’s a crack in the ceiling and a screened in front door
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And as the fog starts to settle on the banks of Lake Arthur
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I can still taste the whiskey from the night just before
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It’s the Crown Royal whiskey from the night just before


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And it’s hard to get up at five in the morning
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Put your guns, put your shells, put your wine in a sack
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We look like some militia in our boots and our camo
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With a bird dog named Milo, he’s asleep in the back


CHORUS:
G                       D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
         G                               D       A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
   D                         G           D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
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And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines


    D                    G
The combine’s a monster, combine’s a saviour
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Looking down at the blades I can see heaven and hell
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Cold steel cut the rice crops for acres and acres
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Bill how many barrels?  Man I cannot tell
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Bill how many dryers?  Man I cannot tell

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There’s water as far as your good eyes can see
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At the Lake Arthur bar all the old men get rowdy
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They got bottles of whiskey that are older than me


CHORUS:
G                       D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
         G                               D       A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
   D                         G           D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
       D                                   A         D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines


D                      G
Sometimes I dream of a girl in a pickup
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With her window rolled down and her radio on
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And you look at the cypress on the Highway 190
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And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon
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And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon


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And Mr. Errol’s a good friend he never a stranger
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When I come back it seems like I’ve always been here
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There’s a sign in his kitchen it’s written in French
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“If you run out of Schlitz, you’ve run out of beer”


CHORUS:
G                       D
He held my hand when my boots got too heavy
         G                               D       A
With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind
   D                         G           D
We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy
       D                                   A         D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines