Four Kinds of Lonely Lee Hazlewood
[A]Johnny Blakely robbed the bank way down in El[D] Paso [A]
He got thirty four dollars and a [D]sack of green stamps I [A]know
He didn't [E]tell nobody but his [D]little red-headed girl[A]friend
She turned [E]him in again and a[A]gain
Chorus:
And now he's [E]four kinds of [A]lonely [E]three kinds of [A]sad
[E]Two kinds of [A]sorry and [D]one big [A]kind of [E]mad kind of [A]mad
Mildred wadn't pretty but she had a good looking man
One night she introduced him to her best girl friend named Dan
Yeah they borrowed Mildred's car and they went down to Mexico
Got married I know Mildred told me so
Chorus (w\ she)
One day I let a stranger take a look at my huntin' gun
He said it sure were shiny and he wished that he had one
Well he turned round and pointed my gun straight at me and then
Said stick 'em up friend I never saw him again
Chorus (w\ I)
by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com
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