Lyle Lovett

Lyle Lovett - Family Reserve guitar chord

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From: snd0@gov.nt.ca (Shaun Dean)

Check out this cool Lyle Lovett tune...can anybody help me out with the
words in the last verse, some of those names are a bit hard to catch

Family Reserve - Lyle Lovett

E                        A
When I saw the ambulance screaming down Main Street
E                  B
I didn't give it a thought
    E
But it was my Uncle Eugene
   A                   E    B  E
He died on October the 2nd, 1981

E
And my Uncle Wilbur
A
They all called him Skinner
E                             B
And they said for his younger ways
         E
He'd get drunk in the morning
                A
And show me the rolls of fifties and hundreds
   E                            B        E
He kept in the glove box of his old grey Impala

                 C#min     B            E
Chorus:	And we're all gonna be here forever
                                      B
	So Mama don't you make such a stir
        E
	Put down that camera
         A
	And come on and join up
            E           B      E
	The last of the family reserve

E                    A
Now my second cousin his name was Calloway
   E                            B
He died when he'd barely turned two
            E                A
And it was peanut butter and jelly what did it
    E               B            E
The help she didn't know what to do
                              B               E
She just stood there and she watched him turn blue


	Chorus

E                           A
And my friend Brian Temple he thought he could make it
   E                      B
So from the third story he jumped
    E
And he missed the swimming pool
    A
But only by inches
    E        B           E
And everyone said he was drunk


	Chorus

E                                              A
And there was great Uncle Julius and there was Aunt Annie Miller
    E                  B
And Mary and Grandaddy Paul
              E                   A
And there was Hannah and Ella and Alvin and Attic
    E            B           E
And he owned his own funeral home

E                                A
And there are more I remember and more I could mention
     E                           B
Than words I could write in this song
      E                      A
But I feel them watching and I see them laughing
    E              B        E
And I, I hear them singing along


	Chorus


There you go...Keep an eye out, more Lovett tunes to come

Shaun
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Curb Records

Details:

Released in: 1992

Language: English

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