Square Bales

Square Bales
By Clint Lipsey 12/1/16
Revised 12/19/21, 1/5/22

Intro:
C


Verse 1:
              C		 F		 C
Summertime East Texas, tough times all around,
                     C     		   D	       		G
Oilfield had gone belly-up, price of timber was down,.
F		G				C   G/B  Am
He pulled up to the feed store, we’re all broke, just standing ‘round,
   F			      G			C
He said, “if you boys are lookin’ for some work, I’ve got hay on the ground”.

Verse 2:
C	            F			       C
Row after row, like tombstones in a line,
	     C				   D			G
(He’d say) “We gotta get this hay up, boys! We’re runnin outta time”
F			       G		        C   G/B  Am
“Dark clouds in the distance, it’s thunderin’ again”,
  F			    G		                       C (walk down to Am)
“Come on boys, hurry now, I smell the rain ‘a comin’  in.”

Chorus:
Am		         G 				   C (walk down to Am for next line)
Cussin’ that Texas sun, worked all day, from can to can’t,
Am				     F				G
A young man in the hay field finds out, what he is, and what he ain’t.
F			      G			  C   G/B  Am
Mamma Sue pays on Friday, we were county line bound,
F			           G			C
Cold Silver Bullets and George Strait,…Tailgates down.

Verse 3:
I had a strong back and a sun-burned neck, With every dollar earned,
Workin’ for Ole Bobby Lynn, A damn good lesson learned.
From the field to the barn, Ten cents a bale,
(Lookin’ back) It weren’t about the money, But about the stories we can tell.

Chorus:
Cussin’ that Texas sun, worked all day, from can to can’t,
A young man in the hay field finds out, what he is, and what he ain’t.
Mamma Sue pays on Friday, we were county line bound,
Cold Silver Bullets and George Strait, …Tailgates down.
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Stave 1:

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