Sun City Girls - Bitter Cold Countryside

      This is a song about murdering a preacher
-Richard Bishop

[Verse]

   G                     C        G
We soak the mush from bleeding chests
   G            C         G
Our wings they need a-fixin
      Em             Bm
We swarm the oven's open jaw
      C                  D7
Our talons spread wide, glisten
   G                  C    G
We coax the Father's tenderness
       C        G
From neath his chin unshaved
      Em             Bm
And smash him way upside the head
     C        D          G
For all the souls he's saved

[Chorus]

       G          C       G
And we buried him in the shallows
       G          C       G
And we buried him far and wide
       Em                         Bm
And he swayed some more from the gallows
       C         D       G
Of the bitter cold countryside

[Verse]

        G              C         G
Well he came from the great big city
     G               C       G
To instill in us shrunken brows
        Em                Bm
And he came without any rifles
       C                D7
Any chickens, pigs, or cows
       G        C        G
And he came on Sunday morning
       G        C          G
On the coldest day of the year
        Em             Bm
But we don't want no uninvited
       C         D            G
City slickers to come 'round here

[Chorus]

       G          C       G
And we buried him in the shallows
       G          C       G
And we buried him far and wide
       Em                         Bm
And he swayed some more from the gallows
       C           D      G
Of the bitter cold countryside

[Verse]

       G           C         G
And he came with a badge of courage
       G          C       G
And a book and a bag of gold
        Em                Bm
And he rode in on a white pony
        C                        D
That Ol' Bobby Wiley eventually sold
        G       C        G
And he came a-preachin' Jesus
        G       C        G
Fearing God, goodwill and hope
        Em               Bm
Then he loosened up his collar
             C        D     G 
And I said "Floyd....get a rope"

[Chorus]
         G        C         G
Then we hung him from the rafters
         G        C         G
And we lynched him in the barn
         Em                      Bm
Then we wrapped him from head to toe
         C                      D7
With some of Aunt Opal's finest yarn
         G            C         G
Then we chopped him into six pieces
         G       C       G
Two arms, two legs and a head
         Em                     Bm
And his mid-section made a fine table
         C         D         G
Next to Jimmy-O-Wilkinson's bed

[Verse]
          G        C            G
And his toes now creep in the river
          G           C          G
And his fingers they tickle the corn
          Em                      Bm
And his skull flies high in the hemlock....
          C        D       G
From dusk till the early morn

[Chorus]

       G          C       G
And we buried him in the shallows
       G          C       G
And we buried him far and wide
       Em                         Bm
And he swayed some more from the gallows
       C           D      G
Of the bitter cold countryside

[Verse]
    G       C      G
So let this be a warnin'
    G       C             G
To you God fearin' urban scum
    Em                    Bm
If you wanna live in the country
    C          D               C G
We're gonna show you how it's done