There Ain't Nothing There V1. Ab//// Eb//// I grew up in a one-light. town Bbm7//////// Everybody knew everybody around. Ab//// Eb//// The summers were short, the winters were long. Bbm7//// Grandma made sure we knew right from wrong. V2. Brother would let me tag along I tried to be big, I tried to be strong. Daddy was fat, mommy was lean All I did was dream (hold Bbm7//////) CHORUS Fm7//// Eb//// Db//////// There ain't nothing there. A whole lotta nothing there 2x V3 Driving from Pocatello up to Mountain Home Even though he's here I feel all alone A desert boy with a heart of stone No sense fooling with a vagabond V4. Gotta be tough, never give up Hold on tight this is gonna get rough An Idaho gal can take a hit It may hurt for a bit (hold) CHORUS SOLO V4 Been 12 years since I left that town Where everybody knew everybody around The winter's short, the summer's long My father, my Grandma, my Grandpa passed on (hold) CHORUS 2x

Back to the Desert V1. A5//////// Saddle up cowboy there's a place I'll take you A5 //// D/A //// Gotta a horse but you know this Ford is faster A5//////// Leave your work behind, leave your troubles too A5 //// D/A //// Let the earth and mountain be your master V2. There's a dry creek bed about 7 miles there Need a compass and we'll need some water Holds the bodies of those pioneers Where the land took back It's sons and daughters. CHORUS A2 ////. We'll go back to the desert A2. //// We'll go back to the desert A2 //// We'll go back to the desert A2////. F#m. // E5. // We'll go back to the desert V3. Down below the summit is the graveyard For a century they have slept alone The group took sick and the sick fell hard there See the markers they are made of stone. V4 There's a quiet that is usually found there Only broken by a coyote's bay There's a brightness to that desert air Only tainted by a death's bouquet

This Old Quilt V1. C//// Am7//// Light the fire. Pour red wine Bb2////. Gm9// Gm7// Lay your body Close to mine C//// Am7//// It will be Cold tonight Bb2//// Gm9// Gm7// Wind is blowing hard outside V2. Mountain storm is rolling in Through the valley lights are dim Like it's done years before Bb2//. F/G// (tag) This old quilt C//// Will keep us warm V3 Patches of baby’s clothes pieces from no one knows. V4 Sewn and stiched in evenings passed. Built for time built to last. V5 Mountain Storm is rolling in. Through the valley Lights are dim V6 Like it’s done Years before This Old quilt Will keep us warm. C//////// Bridge F//// Never been one for a fancy kind of life G//// (Everybody's) got a struggle, everybody's gotta climb F//// Never been one of the fortunate sons G//// Everybody's got a title, gotta know someone Always wanna keep my cards close to me It's only way I've ever really known to be dm Hiding underneath this aged quilt G Between he and me this life is built (melody a to c) Interlude 1 Gm/ Am/ Bb/ Dm/ C//// This Old Quilt is worn (from) Patient hands was born For the soul forlorned This Old Quilt is warm Key change junction D////. Gm//// So warm. So warm Cadd9////. Dadd9 So warm So warm (2x) D//// Bm//// C//// G/A//// V5. Memories of Those above Fill my mind filled with love. V6. Like it’s done years before, C// This old quilt G/A// Will keep us warm. (band pause) Tag C// G/A// D//// 2x This Old Quilt will keep us warm.

C5//// // BASS OUT Bb/ Gm//// Bill was a man, was a very good man and he worked real hard as he worked his land. Bb//// // C//// Bill had a plan for his farming land and he worked that land with his tired hands. Bill had home, was a modest home, with a modest wife, was a simple life Bill never knew any other way 'cept plowing that field and baylin’ that hay. (My) Grandfather(s) both had the name of Bill, one was daddy to Carl Will. Carl Will had a son named Will and that junior Will is my brother still. Cattle and feed was their business creed as they culled their herd and they planted their seed. With tired backs from the tall hay stacks the Bills they paid a heavy tax CHORUS Eb/ F5/ C5// Bb// Gm// Cling, clang, clackety clack, hammers pound and bull whips crack. Eb/ F5/ C5// Bb// Gm//// C//// Yip and yah, get along get along, make that money on a horse's back. On a horses's back. A man never knows his own future fate and a man can't see how his life will play. A man is alone on his own dirt road and a man never knows where his road will go. A man he must stand with his earthly self and a man must live with the feelings he felt (cards he's dealt) A man he must live with the things he done and a man must stand when he cannot run. CHORUS Cling, clang, clackety clack hardware snaps under thunder claps Yip and yah, get along, get along, make your money on hereford's back. On a hereford's back. DRUM BREAKDOWN CHORUS Cling, clang, clackety clack hardware snaps under thunder claps Yip and yah, get along, get along, make your money on hereford's back. On a hereford's back. A rancher's wife is a thankless life with plenty of work and plenty of strife. Wake at dawn and ya work till dusk just scrubbin' and a cooking' and a chasin' dust. A rancher's wife gotta push it down and pretty it up when she goes to town. Dried out hands and pretty nails quiet tears fall in old milk pails. (Old hay bales) CHORUS Eb/ F5/ C5// Bb// Gm// Cling, clang, clackety clack, bacon fries and potatoes mash. Eb/ F5/ C5// Bb// Gm// C//// Yip, yah, get along, get along, water pours and babies splash. The babies splash. Those two Bills they fell away, one in 1980 and the other yesterday. I knew one Bill for many a year and the other's voice I'll never hear. Those rancher's wives helped raise me right, one was day and the other was night. Sweets and love from Rose Marie, lessons and gloves from Margaret B. CHORUS Eb/ F5/ C5// Bb// Gm// Cling, clang, clackety clack, hammers pound and bull whips crack. Eb/ F5/ C5// Bb// Gm// C//// Yip and yah, get along get along, make that money on a horse's back. On horses back CHORUS Eb/ F5/ C5// Bb// Gm// Cling, clang, clackety clack, heels dig in a flat hand smack Eb/ F5/ C5// Bb// Gm//// C5//// Yip, yah, get along get along, make that money on a broken back. On a broken back

Evel Knievel CHORUS A5 G5. E5. D5 Evel Kneivel Fmaj7 G. ASUS4. A Catch him if you can, he's the 20th century man Evel Kneivel Catch him if you can, he's the 20th century man Am. D/A Driving too fast, he's outta control He's a dirty daredevil down in Idaho "Drive fast" he knows and "away she goes" You can try to keep up you won't catch him though. Pop the throttle and the wheels go pop. Stop, drop, rock and roll muffler gets hot If you fly too high burn the backs of your wings If you aim too low you'll never reign as king CHORUS Evel Kneivel Catch him if you can, he's the 20th century man Evel Kneivel Catch him if you can, he's the 20th century man Cooler than Dean faster than McQueen (Pause) Defying death like a Houdini Slicker than Clint smooth as Connery Tougher than Tracy or Jimmy Cagney The sweat is boiling in the desert heat Cars are barking in the city streets Ice cream melts over babies hands Ladies fan the spectacular man The crowd's lined up at the canyon rim All the county fair queens from Jerome and Twin Mothers will cover their babies eyes Girls uncover their American thighs Angle of attack, now he can’t go back No time to fail, no time to crack Evel bears down and down he goes (The) Sensational show comes to a close

ELIZABETH (LOOKING FOR A NEW LIFE) Am//// G//// Fmaj 7//////// She left home at 4am, looking for a new life She don't know if she'll see you again, looking for a new life. She left home with 2 oxen, looking for a new life She'll spend 6 months in a covered wagon, looking for a new life. CHORUS Dm//// Am////. F maj 7//////// Looking for a new life (Looking for a new life) 2x Am//// G//// Fmaj 7//////// Her one and only steadfast man, he's looking for a new life Works as hard as men of 10, looking for a new life Leaves their home for weeks on end, looking for a new life He will die leaving 6 children, looking for a new life CHORUS BRIDGE Dm9//// Fmaj7//// C2//// G/A // Am7 // Those Cold, Cold Springs, wash over me, make me clean. Those Cold, Cold Springs make way for the May Queen. (last X G) Am//// G//// Fmaj 7//////// They plowed the earth with their own hands, looking for a new life For themselves they had to fend, looking for a new life They built a home on desert lands, looking for a new life Those little boys turned into men, looking for a new life. CHORUS