Shawn Mullins – Gulf Of Mexico chords

 The Gulf of Mexico
 Shawn Mullins
 Soul's Core

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   Intro:  G  C  G  C

       G                                  C          She cooks him ham and ho'cakes
                                   G       C        at five thirty every morn
       G                              C          and she does the dishes
                                G          C          and she irons his uniform

                   D                                    C          And she thinks she might have loved him once,
                               G        C          but that was so long ago
                   D                                C          and the rain pours down like a holy waterfall
                    G                 C          over the Gulf of Mexico

         G                             C          The boardwalk's deserted
                                       G     C           and the beach is all closed down
                 G                           C                                   and the middle school punk rockers
                                             G       C          ride their skateboards through the town

               D          And she looks back and she daydreams
                 C          about things and people she's never seen
                   G                      C          just to keep from bein' blue
               D          and she gets home about a quarter to four
                   C                       and she drives her brother to the liquor store
              G               C          on Ocean Avenue

         G                                C          And I'm parked on the stateline
                                      G      C          on this cold November day
             G                                    C          and pretty soon I'll be a drivin' fool
                                     G         C          somewhere down this lost highway

              D          and I here a voice from my soul's core
               C          sayin' freedom's just a metaphor
               G                  C          you got nowhere to go
                   D                                    C          and the rain pours down like a holy waterfall
                    G                 C          over the Gulf of Mexico

                    G                 C          over the Gulf of Mexico

                    G                 C          over the Gulf of Mexico