snow lloyd - "daddy and the wine-crd"

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Subject: Lloyd Snow songs with chords

Here is a couple of more songs from Lloyd Snow, I've had so much call for some of his songs on the Cowboy Lyrics, so I thought I would put some more on, he is from Newfoundland and he is a great singer, and has great songs. Thank you for putting them on the Cowboy song corral

Lloyd Snow Daddy and the wine

Vocals: Lloyd Snow
Fiddle: Jody Hale
Bass Guitar: Rod Chipman
Electric Lead: Derrick Vaters
Acoustic: Jim Merce & DerrickVaters
Piano: Junior Reid

Key of D

{D} A boy walked in a candy store, in

{G} faded {D} overalls,

Threw a nickel on the counter, said I

think I'll spend it {A} all,

I {D} carried it, three months or more, {G} you can tell it, by the {D} shine,

I {G}need a sack of {D} candy, like my {A} daddy needs his {D} wine.

Chorus:

Daddy {G}and the wine go back, three {D} years out of my eight,

{G} In the old days we were happy, {D}

it was ours, long and {A} late,

{D} And then one day, mom disappeared, {G} and so did, daddy's {D} mind,

And {G} now it's me and {D} daddy, mostly {A} daddy, and the {D} wine.

Music:

{D} The boy picked up his sack and then, he {G} walked out, in the {D} street,

We put a roll of green, in amongst

the jelly {A} beans,

The {D} clerk was broke, and so was I, we {G} gave him, our last {D} dime,

A {G} stranger stole his {D} mommy,

{A} now his daddy's, on the {D} wine.

Chorus:

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Lloyd Snow If this house could talk

Vocals: Lloyd Snow
Fiddle: Jody Hale
Bass Guitar: Rod Chipman
Electric Lead: Derrick Vaters
Acoustic: Jim Merce & DerrickVaters
Piano: Junior Reid

I play it on key of G 4th fret

{G} I just came back in {D} town to sign the {G} papers,

The house is sold {C} now it's no longer {G{ mine,

And {C} since the house, I built for you once {G} meant so much to me,

I thought I'd stop, and {D} see it one more {G} time.

{G} I parked the car, {D} got out, and looked it {G} over,

The unkept lawn, that {C} seemed so strange to {G} me,

And the {C} rambling rose, that I planted with {G} tender love had died,

And weeds grow now, where {D} flowers, used to {G} be.

Chorus:

{C} If this house could talk, oh what a {G} story,

{D} Although it's only made of wood and {G} stone,

{C} How it would bring about it's days of {G} glory,

{D} When it almost, became a happy {G} home.

Music:

{G} I walked up close, looked {D} through the picture {G} window,

The pass was all so {C} clear as I looked {G} through,

I {C} listened close and almost heard, {G} those tender words of love,

As I sat by the {D} fireside with {G} you.

Chorus:

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