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Corpus Christi Bay
by Robert Earl Keen Jr.
Capo on 3rd fret
G C G
I worked the rigs from three 'til midnight
G C
On the Corpus Christi Bay
C G
I'd get off and drink 'til daylight
G D
Sleep the mornin' away
D C G
I had a plan to take my wages
G C
Leave the rigs behind for good
C G D
But that life it is contagious
D G
And it gets down in your blood
I lived in Corpus with my brother
We were always on the run
We were bad for one another
But we were good at having fun
We got stoned along the seawall
We got drunk and rolled a car
We knew the girls at every dancehall
Had a tab at every bar
Chorus:
G D C
If I could live my life all over
C G
It wouldn't matter anyway
G C D
'Cause I never could stay sober
D G
On the Corpus Christi Bay
My brother had a wife and family
You know he gave 'em a good home
But his wife thought we were crazy
And one day we found her gone
We threw here clothes into the car trunk
Her photographs her rosary
We went to the pier and got drunk
And threw it all into the sea
CHORUS
Now my brother lives in Houston
He married for the second time
He got a job with the union
And it's keeping him in line
He came to Corpus just this weekend
It was good to see him here
He said he finally gave up drinkin'
Then he ordered me a beer
CHORUS (TWICE)
Thomas Bacus [email protected]
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