Tom: D
D G
Mr. Errol he lives on the banks of Lake Arthur
D A
Where your windshield gets foggy, where your back roads unwind
D G
It’s a long way from Shreveport, not too far from Gueydan
D A D
And it’s close to the home that I left behind
D A D
Yah it’s close to the home that I left behind
D G
Mr. Errol’s a father, he’s a farmer, he’s a hunter
D A
And he talks to the ducks and the geese and the blind
D G
He works hard for the lives that he helps to make better
D A D
And he lives by the graveyard of the rusted combines
CHORUS:
G D
And 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
There’s coffee and biscuits on the stove in the kitchen
D A
There’s a crack in the ceiling and a screened in front door
D G
And as the fog starts to settle on the banks of Lake Arthur
D A G
I can still taste the whiskey from the night just before
D A G
It’s the Crown Royal whiskey from the night just before
G D
And it’s hard to get up at five in the morning
G D A
Put your guns, put your shells, put your wine in a sack
D G
We look like some militia in our boots and our camo
D A G
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
D A D
And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines
D G
The combine’s a monster, combine’s a saviour
D A
Looking down at the blades I can see heaven and hell
D G
Cold steel cut the rice crops for acres and acres
D A D
Bill how many barrels? Man I cannot tell
D A D
Bill how many dryers? Man I cannot tell
D G
D A
There’s water as far as your good eyes can see
D G
At the Lake Arthur bar all the old men get rowdy
D A D
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
D A
With her window rolled down and her radio on
D G
And you look at the cypress on the Highway 190
D A D
And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon
D A D
And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon
D G
And Mr. Errol’s a good friend he never a stranger
D A
When I come back it seems like I’ve always been here
D G
There’s a sign in his kitchen it’s written in French
D A D
“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
