WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Tom Russell - A Bowl Of Red Chords | Ver. 1
[Verse]
G
Well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Verse]
Well, I'm a-talkin' 'bout sweet Lorene, the chilli queen
C G
Down at number nine Pecos Street
G/F# E7
She got bull meat hangin' up above her head
A7 D
Chilli peppers down at her feet
[Verse]
G
She got an iron pot smokin' on a woodsmoke stove
C A7
She got an antique feather bed
G E7
Pretty short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Bridge]
G
Here's the recipe:
E
Bull meat, cow meat, pig's feet, chicken feet
E
I've even seen her use a rabbit's head
A7
Camino, oregano, cilantro, let it go
D
Sop it up with sourdough bread
[Verse]
G
Let it boil all day, you'll be rollin' in the hay
C A7
Lorene keeps a man well fed
G E7
Just walk on down to number nine
C D G
Say, "Gimme little bowl of red"
[Instrumental]
G C G E7 A7 D
G C A7 G E7 C D G
[Bridge]
E
Well now, Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
E
Tell me now, how many pipes did Peter Piper pick
A7
Yeah, he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
D
And said, "I need a bowl of red, real quick"
[Verse]
G
She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
C A7
She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
G E7
And now Peter Piper's pickin' chilli peppers all day
C D G
Just to get his daily bowl of red
[Verse]
G
I said, well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse ]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
[Bridge]
E
Well now, Peter Piper picked a bunch of chilli peppers
E
Tell me now, how many pipes did Peter Piper pick
A7
Yeah, he took 'em on down to sweet Lorene
D
And said, "I need a bowl of red, real quick"
[Verse]
G
She put Peter Piper's peppers in a pot on the stove
C A7
She put Peter Piper in her feather bed
G E7
And now Peter Piper's pickin' chilli peppers all day
C D G
Just to get his daily bowl of red
[Verse]
G
I said, well, you don't put beans in chilli
C G
You never water good whiskey down
G/F# E7
And you never play poker with a man named 'Doc'
A7 D
On the Spanish side of town
[Verse]
G
But if you wanna go sleeping with the doctor's daughter
C A7
You gotta pay the old man his bread
G E7
It's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
G E7
I said, it's a short, short ride from Hell to heaven
C D G
Ridin' on a bowl of red
