Chords for Rodney Crowell - "East Houston Blues" [Lyric Video]

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So I grew up hungry and I grew up high, took the streets and alleys from my own backyard. _
I got a break-in in it on my list of crimes, been before the judge one too many times.
East Houston blues, scale [D] of one to [Em] ten, _ about a nine and a half, it's where it's always been.
It's in the drinkin' water and in the bar ditch mud, East Houston blues, it's in the poor boy's blood.
I learned to drink and drive when I was twelve years old, my Uncle Fiveball started, rest his ragged soul.
He run a fifty-foot fort up and down the drive, sippin' [E] early times [Em] straight from my paper bag.
East Houston blues, picture Dowling Street, Navigation Boulevard, [D] where the [Em] crossroads is.
Three sheets in the wind, brick shivel load, East Houston blues, down a nowhere road. _ _ _ _ _
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[Em] _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [D] Forty [A] dollar [B] boots, [A] [Em] big [F#m] Bangura [A] hat, [D] _ [A]
[D] stolen money from [F#m] an inside [Em] job, [A] maybe think [A#] about that.
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_ _ [Em] _ _ _ I'm a third-born child, my mother's only son, [D] which means [E] exactly nothing [D] without a [Em] loaded gun.
I don't [A] believe [E] in [Em] love, this I guarantee, if there's a God above, he's got it in for me.
East Houston blues, [D] [Em] what you want me to say?
I need to find me a woman, keep the world at bay.
Keep my head on straight, maybe toe the line, East Houston blues ain't no friend of mine.
So you understand, that of which I speak, [E]
I'm a worried [Em] man on a losing streak. _
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