Colorado Cool-Aid Chords by Johnny Paycheck

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G]
I was sitting in this beer joint down in Houston, Texas. _ _
[C] We was drinking Colorado Kool-Aid and talking to some Mexicans. _
[D] And we was_
What's that you say? _
[G] What's Colorado Kool-Aid?
_ _ _ _ Well, it's a can of Coors brewed from a mountain stream.
_ It'll set your [C] head on fire and make your kidneys scream.
_ Oh, it sure is [D] fine.
_ _ Yeah, we was having ourselves one of them real good [G] times. _ _ _ _ _ _
But you know every beer joint that you've ever been in,
_ some big [C] mean drunk who just ain't got no friend,
_ sure enough, he wants [D] to fight.
_ [Am] _ Yeah, [D] he's gonna whip everything in sight.
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ Well, he took him a big cold swallow [D] of beer,
and he [G] walked over and spit in my Mexican friend's ear.
[C] _ _ And sure enough, that made my buddy real mad. _
[D] _ [A] That's something like he ain't [D] never had. _ _ _
[G] _ _ Well, sir, _ he pulled out a big long switchblade knife.
Quick as a whistle, he began to slice. _
[C] _ And that big mean drunk stood back, his face full of tears,
[D] _ looking down at the floor in one of his ears. _ _
[G] _ _ Ha!
He cut that thing off even with a sideburn.
_ _ You might say the little Mexican fella, he just didn't give a darn.
[C] _ _ _ _ But he was a gentleman about it.
[D] He bent over with a halfway grin, picked it up and handed it [G] back to him.
_ _ _ He said, Now, big man, _ you get the urge to spit a little beer,
_ just open up your hand there [C] and spit it in your own ear.
_ Won't be no trouble that way. _
[D] _ That's what I heard him say.
_ [D] _ _
[G] Then I said, Barmaid, set us up [G] a round of that Colorado Kool-Aid. _ _
While you're up there, bring this big fella here a box of band-aids. _ _
[C] Now let me tell you, if you're ever riding down in South Texas
and decide to [D] stop and drink some Colorado Kool-Aid
and maybe talk to some Mexicans,
[G] and you get the urge to get a little tough,
_ better make damn sure you got your knife-proof earmuffs.
_ _ Hey, ain't that right, big man?
[C] _ _ I said, Ain't that right, big man? _
[D] Aw, hell, he can't hear.
Not on this side, anyway.
He ain't got no ear. _
[G] _ _ Hey, Barmaid, bring us all a big tall glass of that Colorado Kool-Aid.
How about it? _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ How you doing, big man?
Still [D] got your ear there in your hand?
_ _ _ Aw, yeah. _
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