That Old Dog’s Name is Blinker Lyrics and Music Copyright Michael Curtis 2022 All rights reserved Lead in: G.-Asus2.-D.-D7. ; G.-Asus2.-A.-D. D. Verse 1: D. G. Now once I had myself a hound; but A7. ‘A7. Open 1st string’ D. Now he’s four feet in the ground. D. G. Lord, I never will forget; my A7. ‘A7. Open 1st string’ D. Faithful German Shepherd. D.-A7. Chorus 1: G. A7. Somewhere in the sky; there’s a D. D7. Dog with just one eye; A7. G. A. D. And that old dog’s name is Blinker. G. A7. Sometimes when it’s rainin’; I D. D7. Think of that Alsatian; is he A7. G. A. D. Cocking a leg against a tree in heaven? Verse 2: D. G. So now I guess you’re wondering why A7. ‘A7. Open 1st string’ D. Why my doggie had one eye; and D. G. Though his eye patch was kinda strange; A7. ‘A7. Open 1st string’ D. I still loved him anyway. D.-A7. Chorus 2: G. A7. Somewhere in the sky; there’s a D. D7. Dog with just one eye; A7. G. A. D. And that old dog’s name is Blinker. G. A7. Sometimes when there’s thunder; I D. D7. Look up and wonder; is A7. G. A. D. Blinker barking at a postman up in heaven? Verse 3: D. G. So why’d I call my dog Blinker? A7. ‘A7. Open 1st string’ D. I name my dogs after reindeer. D. G. Dasher Dancer Prancer Vixen; A7. ‘A7. Open 1st string’ D. Comet Cupid Donner Blitzen. D. G. Oh my Lord! There is no Blinker! A7. ‘A7. Open 1st string’ D. Well I never was much of a thinker. D.-A7. Chorus 3: G. A7. Somewhere in the sky; there’s a D. D7. Dog with just one eye; A7. G. A. D. And that old dog’s name is Blinker. G. A7. Sometimes when there’s wind and gales; I D. D7. Sniff the air for doggy smells; I A7. G. A. D. Bet that good old boy let off a stinker. Outro: G.-Asus2.-D.-D7. ; G.-Asus2.-A.-D.

Old Blind Bob McGee Music and lyrics Copyright Michael Curtis 2022 All rights reserved Note: ‘Alternate D’ is: D. then add 3rd fret string 1 [Aka Alt. D.] then D. then open the 1st string. (on off . D.) is D. then add 3rd fret string 1; then back to D. Lead in: Play fast: a lot of A. chords and then a focus on a lot of C.s.; A lot of A. chords and then a focus on a lot of D.s.; [AKA The fast AC and the fast AD] A. C. G. A. fast AD Well way back in eighteen twenty three; at the A. C. G. A. fast AD Wildest saloon off the Mississippi… river; A. C. G. A. fast AD A man stumbled over to a poker game; and the A. C. G. A. fast AD Dealer smiled and the dealer said: he A. A7. High C. High C. sus. High A. Said, “That’s easy money; why that old fool can’t see!”; The High A. C. F. D. (alternate D.) Barman told him, “Watch yourself! That’s Old Blind Bob McGee!” Chorus: C. D. (on off . D.) G. F. C. Am. G Old Blind Bob McGee! Despite the fact he can not see; C. G. F. C. C. G. C. G.-C. He can smell the air you breathe! Old Blind Bob McGee. fast AC and the fast AD A. C. G. A. fast AD Well Old Blind Bob said, “Deal me in.”; and the A. C. G. A. fast AD Whole darn town came to see who’d win. A. C. G. A. fast AD Stakes were raised and the crowd was hushed. A. C. G. A. fast AD Showing four Aces the dealer gushed; Old A. C. G. A. fast AD Blind Bob said, “What’s your rush?”; and A. C. G. A. fast AD Coolly laid down a Royal Flush. Old Blind Bob says, “I A. A7. High C. High C. sus. High A. Knew your hand was strong when all you did was grin; High A. C. F. D. (alternate D.) Yes, I know I’m a blind old man; but your mouth reeked of gin. I A. A7. High C. High C. sus. High A. Guessed it was four Aces by murmurs from the crowd; I High A. C. F. D. (alternate D.) Knew my cards by sense of touch; ain’t nothing higher than a Royal Flush.” Chorus: C. D. (on off . D.) G. F. C. Am. G Old Blind Bob McGee! Despite the fact he can not see; C. G. F. C. C. G. C. G.-C. He can smell the air you breathe! Old Blind Bob McGee. fast AC and the fast AD A. C. G. A. fast AD Well the crowd all laughed and mocked the dealer. He cried, “This A. C. G. A. fast AD Man ain’t blind; he’s a cheater!”; Bob hissed, A. C. G. A. fast AD “I ain’t no cheat and I don’t lie; get A. C. G. A. fast AD Me a gun; we’ll settle this outside.” So the A. C. G. A. fast AD Street was cleared and both men drew. Old A. C. G. A. fast AD Bob was quicker and he shot true. The A. A7. High C. High C. sus. High A. Dieing Dealer in disbelief asked, “How could you see me?” High A. C. F. D. (alternate D.) Old Bob said, “I aimed my gun where I heard your heart beat.” Chorus: C. D. (on off . D.) G. F. C. Am. G Old Blind Bob McGee! Despite the fact he can not see; C. G. F. C. C. G. F. C. He can smell the air you breathe! He can hear your mean heart beat. C. G. F. C. C. G. C. G.-C….. He can hear your eyes closing; Old Blind Bob McGee.

Clickety-Click on Route 66 (also known as ‘Bingo’) Music and Lyrics Copyright Michael Curtis 2022 All rights reserved Yee hah! [C. lead in] In C. Kelly’s truck with Am. his little C. duck; When we F. heard him, we hit the C. floor. Should we F. stop and run or go C. straight on through? G. Gertie asked for C. more. Chorus: F. Bingo! I Dm. said we were driving to C. bingo and the Am. flicks; His Am7. gun when G. clickety-click G7…… on route Sixty- C. Six. G. C. Time for fun be- Am. -tween the C. sticks; F. We were halfway C. there. F.Thee and me heard the C. key of the door; saving G. Grace, we were nearly C. there. Chorus: F. Bingo! I Dm. said we were driving to C. bingo and the Am. flicks; His Am7. gun when G. clickety-click G7……on route Sixty- C. Six. G. C. Duck and dive, Am. strive and C. strive; F. She was young and C. keen Am. Staying alive! Am7. Staying alive a- C. ha. Am. Jump-and-jive-and Am7. snakes alive a- G. ha! C. Sweet sixteen and Am. never been C. kissed F. Valentine’s C. Day; C. Dancing queen, Am. goodbye C. teens; G. Coming of C. age. Chorus: F. Bingo! I Dm. said we were driving to C. bingo and the Am. flicks; His Am7. gun when G. clickety-click G7. ……on route Sixty- C. Six. G. C. Tickle me Am. one more C. time! F. Dirty Gertie! C. Favourite of mine. C. Up to tricks down Am. on your C. knees; G. red raw Kelly’s C. eye. Chorus: F. Bingo! I Dm. said we were driving to C. bingo and the Am. flicks; His Am7. gun when G. clickety-click G7. …..on route Sixty- C. Six. G7.on route Sixty- C. Six. F. On route Sixty – C. six….

Nowhere Town Bar Music and Lyrics Copyright Michael Curtis 2022 All rights reserved Loop chords G F C G for each line. Verse 1: [uses G F C G in the vocal but no guitar yet] To brand all the cattle, you wrestle them to the ground; They're hiring muscle so the legs are all bound. I'm just a country boy i ain't one for towns; But where else these days is dollar to be found? [guitar from here on] Chorus: Cattle rustling, Poker game hustling, Drunken wrestling in this Nowhere Town Bar. Cattle rustling, Poker game hustling, Drunken wrestling in this Nowhere Town Bar. Verse 2:There ain't no prospects in this gold prospecting town. The only lumps I dig are smelly and brown. I've been here forever trying to live on somehow. Go to Chorus. Verse 3: There ain't no decent women within miles of this town. If you got a dollar you can get Molly Brown. I've been here forever trying to live on somehow. Go to Chorus. Verse 4: Thinking back to last Halloween. A stranger rode up on a modern machine. Came up and asked if this was a movie scene. I whispered to him like I had to guys before. No one here you see is alive any more. Final Chorus: Cattle rustling, Poker game hustling, Drunken wrestling in this Nowhere Town Bar. Cattle rustling, Poker game hustling, Drunken wrestling in this Nowhere Town Bar. Cattle rustling, Poker game hustling, Drunken wrestling in this Nowhere Town Bar. Cattle rustling, Poker game hustling, Drunken wrestling in this Nowhere Town Bar.