Texas

                                 Natalie Merchant - Texas

This song is mainly finger-picked the whole way through.
==CHORUS==
Dm               G         C     G                          Am
Gonna get what's mine and wild horses couldn't keep it from me.
Dm                      G             C    G                        Am
Papa says I'm a golden child and the whole world's gonna fall at my feet.
Dm    G            Am
It's all coming to me.
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==VERSE==
Am                                                                                       C
Going down picking when it's harvest time, gonna get my share, gonna get what's mine for me.
Am                                                                                  C
Sun is a-blazing down but I don't mind; I'm picking, I'm digging, it's harvest time for me.
F                    C           Dm                    G                     Am
When I get my little eye on it, when I get my little mind on it, you best believe.
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==VERSE==
Am                                                                          C
Ole sweet tooth aching in my head, gonna fill my belly to the brim, oh yes indeed!
Am                                                                             C
Hive is a-buzzing in a hollow tree and I don't care if I gotta kill a little honeybee.
F                    C           Dm                    G                     Am
When I get my little eye on it, when I get my little mind on it, you best believe.
F    C    Dm      G                   Am
Oh my my my my my my, it's all coming to me.
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==CHORUS==
Dm               G         C     G                          Am
Gonna get what's mine and wild horses couldn't keep it from me.
Dm                      G             C    G                        Am
Papa says I'm a golden child and the whole world's gonna fall at my feet.
Dm    G            Am
It's all coming to me.
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==VERSE==
Am                                                                                     C
Pumpin' and a-suckin' till the well is dry, nobody's booming in these busted times like me.
Am                                                                                           C
Down in Texas where the cattle don't roam oil is a-dripping and the savings and loans, they bleed.
F                    C           Dm                    G                     Am
When I get my little eye on it, when I get my little mind on it, you best believe.
F    C    Dm      G                   Am
Oh my my my my my my, it's all coming to me.
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==BRIDGE/OUTRO==
Am
Papa came along and he shook the tree;
Am
down came a bushel and a peck for me.
F
Papa shooed away all the honeybees.
Am
Papa dug a well and it flowed for me.
Am
Papa caught the mother-lode fish for me.
F                                Am
Papa set a fire and it burned for me.
Dm                         F
Papa put a skillet in the flame to fry;
C                              G
Papa filled this little silver spoon of mine.
F                                   Am
Papa said the Lord took a shine to me.
Dm                          F
Papa said I gotta set the whole world free.
C                  G
whole world free, whole world free
Am
Papa said how it's gonna be.