Tonalité : E major
Verse 1
G
D
G
D
Driving cross
Russia in my
flesh colored caddy
with my pet pig on the front seat
that I call Big Daddy
G
And a tape in the player playing
codlin' Jimmie Rodgers
D
and a tenant on each antenna
of the Astros and the dodgers
A
The people all so curious
they all stop and stare
G
D
I guess they never seen a pig
rocking in a rocking chair
Verse 2
D
I stopped into a farm town, it looked a little
like Lubbock
I met me a farmer who's down on his luck
G
His tractor was hitting' on two out of four
D
I pulled out my tool kit and into it I tore
A
I told him the bad news his
crankshaft was gone
D
He invited me to dinner said my
Verse 3
pig could come along
D
G
You take it as it comes
D
leave it where it goes
G
Your quicker on your feet
D
without a heavy load
G
You never know what's comin'
D
'til it hits you on the back
G
You never know it's gone until it's
D
way on down the tracks
Verse 4
D
His wife she set the table, hot potatoes
and bread
she reminded me of someone in a Tolstoy
book I'd read
G
His daughters were pretty they had
bright shiny cheeks
D
I could feel their eyes
were playin hide and seek
A
He nodded to the daughter
dressed in white petticoats
D
I swallowed so hard the
bread stuck in my throat
Verse 5
D
It was time to turn it in ,I needed a little sleep
I went to to my caddy,
and I climbed in the backseat
G
Just when I was dreaming' of
a great big grocery store
D
I heard someone outside
tapping' up on my caddy door
A
I knew that I's in trouble
by the look in her eye
D
But I became an in stant diplomat
Verse 6
and I invited her inside
D
G
D
Take it as it comes, leave it as it goes
G
Your quicker on your feet
D
with out a heavy load
G
You never know what's coming'
D
til it hits you in the back
G
You never know it's gone til
it's way down the track
D
Verse 7
The next morning at breakfast
things were kinda quiet
You could hear the butter melting
on a cold butter knife
G
The farmer gave the signal
and through the door did break
D
all the neighbors and the relatives
with a great big wedding cake
A
There were mandolins and accordions,
vodka and wine
D
I somehow felt I'd stumbled
Verse 8
across the borderline
D
But I accepted my fate cause
I had no other choice
I heard my home state calling
me in a codlin' kind of voice
G
I grabbed my brand new bride
and I said let's vamoose
D
I wished her family well,
as they were gettin pretty loose
A
I give the farmer my caddy so
he could pull his plow
D
The boys back in the pool will
never believe me now
Verse 9
D
Hitch hiker cross Russia with my
bride and pet pig
That's what I got
for bragging talking all big
G
I'll never bet my boss again
that I can make it my own
D
I'll know better next time just
to leave well enough alone
A
Meanwhile me and Natasha
gonna jump off at this place
D
see if we can get distraction
on the shortcut to Dallas
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