Tom: C
C F
The south coast of Texas, that's a thin slice of life
G C
It's salty and hard, it is stern as a knife
F
Where the wind is for blowin' up, hurricanes for showin'
G C
Snakes how to swim and trees how to lean
[Chorus]
F
And the shrimpers and their ladies are out in the beer joints
C G
Drinkin' 'em down for they sail with the dawn
F
They're bound for the Mexican bay of Campeche
C G C
And the deck hands are singin' "Adios, Jole Blon"
C F
There's snow birds in search of that sunshine and nightlife
G C
Fond of greasin' palms down the beach as they're goin'
F
Ah, this livin' on the edge of the waters of the world
G
demands
The dignity of whoopin' cranes and the likes of Gilbert
C
Roland
[Chorus]
F
And the shrimpers and their ladies are out in the beer joints
C G
Drinkin' 'em down for they sail with the dawn
F
They're bound for the Mexican bay of Campeche
C G C
And the deck hands are singin' "Adios, Jole Blon"
[Verse]
C F
In the cars of my youth, how I tore through those sand dunes
G C
And cut up my tires on them oyster shell roads
F
But, nothin' lasts forever say the old men in the shipyards
G
Turnin' trees into shrimp boats; hell, I guess they oughta
C
know
[Chorus]
F
And the shrimpers and their ladies are out in the beer joints
C G
Drinkin' 'em down for they sail with the dawn
F
They're bound for the Mexican bay of Campeche
C G C
And the deck hands are singin' "Adios, Jole Blon"
