Brian Hennessey Bobby Bare [E]Brian Hennessey sat back and let the gy[A]psy read his palm When he s[B]aw her eyes grow wide and wild and da[E]rk And she whispered through her toothless gums and cl[A]utched him by the arm She said, ''B[B]oy, I fear I see the devil's m[E]ark.'' [E]Brian Hen[B]nessey just laughed and pealed the t[E]en-spot from his roll 'Cause he'd never ever known the taste of f[B]ear But he wo[E]ndered why the summer nights should sud[A]denly turn cold As the g[B]ypsy's words c (allcountrytabs.com)
