Tom: E
E
Well I'm drivin' to New Orleans on a half a tank of gas
B
Got a Jesus on the dashboard got a third wife on my ass
E A
They don't think I'm gonna make it, but I swear I think I can
E B E
In that Red Ball Texas Flyer I'm a Red Ball Texas Man
E
Well I left Big D this mornin' just about the break of day
B
Sixteen bennies and a bowl of chili, I'm bound to find my way
E A
If I got to Nacogdoches then they'll know just who I am
E B E
In that Red Ball Texas Flyer I'm a Red Ball Texas Man
Fiddle Solo:
A E F#m B (Repeat) E
E
Well in funky Louisiana little redhead made her stand
B
With a fist-load full of nickels and a razor in her hand
E A
She said "Tex, I'm gonna cut you boy from appetite to thirst"
E B E
I said "Hold on pretty pinto, better cut the mustard first"
E
Well I rolled her in the parkin' lot I rolled her in the green
B
I rolled her till the sheriff came and then it got obscene
E A
Oh we jumped the bail at midnight she said "Honey, ain't life grand?"
E B E
In that Red Ball Texas Flyer I'm a Red Ball Texas Man
Fiddle Solo:
A E F#m B (Repeat) E
E
Oh we got down to New Orleans down beside the Vieux Carre
B
Were we found out we were different than we ever thought we'd be
E A
At the court of the Seven Sisters I was crownded the seventh son
E B E
Opened up the Red Ball Flyer and moved in with everyone
