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Date: 6/28/00; 12:21:46 PM
From: Country Skinner <country.skinner@caramail.com>
Subject: Lyrics of "Ida Red"

Ida Red
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From: Country Skinner (Frenchie Boy)
<country.skinner@caramail.com>
Bob Wills - Fiddle
Square dance tempo

A
Light the pilot fire in the grate
                    E7
Clock on the mantle says it's gettin' late
A               A7      D     Dm
Curtains on the window, snowy white
A                                E7
Fatheret the witless it's Sunday night
       A        D
Chor : Ida Red, Ida Red
A                      E7  A
I'm a plumb fool 'bout Ida Red

Lamp on the table, picture on the wall
There's a pretty soul and that's not all
If I'm not mistaken and I'm sure I'm right
There's somebody else in the parlour tonight

Chicken in a bread bin pickin' out dough
Granny whatta ya know about Ohio ?
Hurry up boys and don't fool around
Grab your partner and truck on down

My ol' Missus swore to me
When she died she'd set me free
She lived so long her head got bald
She took a notion not to die at all

Lamp on the table, picture on the wall
There's a pretty soul and that's not all
If I'm not mistaken and I'm sure I'm right
There's somebody else in the parlour tonight