Pizza Deliverance Album Chords - Drive-by Truckers






BULLDOZERS AND DIRT

Chords and notes by Travis Kilgore from altcountrytab.com

The G and C chords that the band uses are the ones where you
keep your pinkie finger on the third fret of the E string and your ring finger on the
fret of the B
string, and only raise the root notes up a string to change from G to C. (Sorry if
confusing, but
I dont know the names of those chords. Like Gadd9 and Cadd9 or something odd like that.)

I have also included the tab for a guitar arrangement of the mandolin intro found on the
Deliverance CD.
The mandolin arrangement is capoed at the 5th fret. Once again, Ive tabbed the chords
relation to the
position of the capo for ease of tabbing and playing. The mandolin part will be the
chord you see
(for instance, C/G, G/D, D/A), and I will only include it up through the first chorus.
then you should have
the hang of it, but will be able to refer back to the beginning if you need to.

One final note: With your guitar tuned in E (EADGBE), you can capo at the third fret and
the mandolin
arrangement. Thats handy if you dont have your guitar tuned down but want to sing/play
song in the correct key.


(Intro, sung acapella)
Bulldozers and dirt, bulldozers and dirt.


Whats yer mama got hidden up her shirt?


I like to play and I like to work,

                                                          G/D
but most of all I like bulldozers and dirt.

C/G           G/D             D/A           G/D
I met your mama when I was nine-teen

C/G                        G/D         D/A
You couldnt have been any more than three

C/G                  G/D                D/A      G/D
She caught me stealing yalls color T-V

C/G                 G/D                 D/A      G/D
She called the cops and they arrested me.


C/G             G/D               D/A      G/D
She was the wildest thing Id ever seen

      C/G       G/D              D/A
the way she pointed that shotgun at me

      C/G    G/D           D/A        G/D
the police hauled my a*s off to jail

         C/G                     G/D        D/A
G/D
Your mama signed the trailer to help make the bail


       C/G          G/D      D/A        G/D
She picked me up and drove me home

C/G        G/D         D/A
said Ill learn you not to roam

C/G              G/D  D/A         G/D
Green green grass under my feet

      C/G      G/D                       D/A         G/D
but all I can think abouts the dirt under-neath


(Chorus)

        C/G            G/D        D/A           G/D
Bull-dozers and dirt Bull-dozers and dirt

     C/G       G/D     D/A
be-hind the trailer, my desert

          C/G       G/D        D/A           G/D
Them red clay piles are heaven on earth

C/G       G/D                 D/A            G/D
I get my rocks off, bull-dozers and dirt

C                                      G
        G
(spoken) I got a pickup thats sittin on blocks

             C             G       D
and Im up to my a*s in debt and hock

         C                  G              D            G
and I cant get the red stains off of my socks

         C                    G             D
and I cant get you off of my mind


       C                       G              D         G
Ive lived with your mama for e-leven years

               C                G                      D
Through good times, and bad times, fist fights and tears

      C                          G           D
      G
but something comes over me when you come near

     C                        G            D              G
so wont you come over and sip on this beer

        C                G            D               G
Bull-dozers and dirt Bull-dozers and dirt

     C           G         D
be-hind the trailer, my desert

  C                     G          D               G
I dont mean no harm, I just like to flirt

      C               G              D                G
but most of all I like bull-dozers and dirt


C               G              D                C,G,D,G
most of all I like bull-dozers and di------irt


lyrics by Patterson Hood
music by Drive-by Truckers (Cooley, Hood, Howell, Lane, Neff, and Sell)
1997 Soul Dump Music
written while walking my dog (Aretha), spring 1996

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NINE BULLETS

Intro:
G, D, Cadd9, D, G

G                D    Cadd9 G
My roommate's gun got nine  bullets in it
G    D          Cadd9         G
Nine bullets in my roommate's gun
G             D       Cadd9 G
My roommate's gun got nine  bullets in it
G            D       Cadd0      G
Gonna find a use for every last one


Em7         D        Cadd9    G
One for the love who chose to betray me
Em7         D        Cadd9       G
a real fine love who wouldn't be true
Em7         D        Cadd9           G
One for the man that she betrayed me with
G             D             C          Em7
a nice enough fella, she'll betray him too
G             D             Cadd9      Em7
a nice enough fella, she'll betray him too


G              D      Cadd9 G
My roommate's gun got nine  bullets in it
G    D             Cadd9         G
Nine bullets in my roommate's gun
G             D       Cadd9 G
My roommate's gun got nine  bullets in it
G            D       Cadd9      G
Gonna find a use for every last one

One for my boss man, riding my butt again

sorry sir, but you'd better clock out

One for the lady down at the laundromat

who goes through the dryer pulling one sock out

She goes through my dryer pulling one sock out


My roommate's gun got nine bullets in it

Nine bullets in my roommate's gun

My roommate's gun got nine bullets in it

Gonna find a use for every last one

One just to put me out of my misery

I better aim that sucker true

I'll leave a note that says I'm sorry but

I went off the deep end when I fell for you

I went off the deep end when I fell for you


Asus2     Cadd9, G, Cadd9, G

Asus2     Cadd9,  D


D        D      Cadd9     G
One each for my immediate family
G                 D               Cadd9  G
they'll be so disappointed to see what I done
G        D             Cadd9          G
One left over, so I'll save it for my roommate
G     D          Cadd9      Em7
After all its my roommate's gun
G     D          Cadd9      Em7
After all its my roommate's gun
G     D          Cadd9      Em7
After all its my roommate's gun

its my roommate's gun


My roommate's gun got nine bullets in it

Nine bullets in my roommate's gun

My roommate's gun got nine bullets in it

Gonna find a use for every last one

My roommate's gun got nine bullets in it

Nine bullets in my roommate's gun

My roommate's gun got nine bullets in it

Gonna find a use for every last one

Gonna find a use for every last one

Gonna find a use for every last one

lyrics by Patterson Hood Music by Drive-by Truckers 1997 Soul Dump Music
originally written on stage in Opelika AL. P. Hood and M. Cooley 3/13/92

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UNCLE FRANK
chords/tab by Travis Kilgore on altcountry.,com

There is another odd chord in this song, as well. Once again, I dont know what its
but I can show you how to play it.

E------2------|    Make a normal D chord, then use your pinkie finger to fret the 4th
of the A string AND mute the
B------3------|    D string. Its a little awkward at first, but gets easier with
Since I dont know exactly what
G------2------|    this chord is called, I will refer to it in the tab as C#/D.
D------x------|
A------4------|
E-------------|

A
They powered up the city with hydro-electric juice.

         F#m
Now we got more electricity than we can ever use.

         D                       C#/D
                                    D
They flooded out the hollow and all the folks down there moved out,

       A                       E                           D
               A
But they got paid so there aint nothin else to think about.

A
Some of them made their living cutting the timber down,

F#m
Snaking it one log at a time up the hill and into town.

D         C#/D             E                      D
T.V.A. had a way to clear it off real fast.

             A           E                            D
                    A
Lots of men and machinery build a dam and drown the rest.

A
Uncle Frank lived in a cabin down on Cedar Creek,

             F#m
Bought fifteen acres when he got back home from overseas.

D                    C#/D             E
            D
Fifteen rocky acres, figured noone else would want,

       A                           E                  D
                     A
Till all that backed up water had to have some place to go.

D       C#/D                 E
Uncle Frank couldnt read or write.

D               C#/D                E
Never held down a job, or needed one in his life.

Bm                                       F#m
              D
They assured him thered be work for him in town building cars.

                             A
Its already going down.

A
The cars never came to town and the roads never got built.

              F#m
And the price of all that power kept on going straight uphill.

       D                         C#/D
                        D
The banks around the hollow sold for lakefront proper-ty

                          A                           E
          D                   A
Where Doctors, Lawyers, and Mu-sicians teach their kids to water-ski.

D        C#/D               E
Uncle Frank couldnt read or write.

 D                      C#/D             E
So there was no note or letter found where he died.

          Bm                                         F#m
                    D
Just a rope around his neck and the kitchen table turned on its side

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TOO MUCH SEX, TOO LITTLE JESUS

Chords/tab by Travis Kilgore from altcountrytab.com

I am including tab of the chord voicings used by the band on this song. While they are
quite standard, I dont know their actual names. Therefore I will refer to them by their
names. (The one exception to this is the D used in the song, which is just your 
garden-variety D chord.)

Em7,

E3--
B3--
G0--
D2--
A2--
E0-

Asus2

E3--
B3--
G2--
D2--
A0--
E---

B

E3--
B3--
G0--
D0--
A2--
E---


C,

E3--
B3--
G0--
D2--
A3--
E---

G,

E3--
B3--
G0--
D0--
A2--
E3-

One final note before we get to the tablature: In the guitar lick immediately following
first line (Too much sex, too little Jesus), the A that the band plays is just the A
not the entire chord noted above. So when you see the A in parenthesis (A), remember to 
hit that one string. Although there would be no harm whatsoever if you decided to play
entire chord, either. Do whichever is most comfortable for you.

Too Much Sex (Too Little Jesus)

Guitar Intro starts with G...


               D
Too much sex,     too little Jesus(Play C, B, (A), G three times)
Em                           D
Stacys been a troubled teen ever since she was twelve.
C                                  A
She felt the world close in on her and thought

she needed help.
Em                     D
Listening to the radio on a Sunday night,
C                                 A
She heard the preacher calling out to call up on his Help-line.
Em                  D
He sounded so nice; he sounded so inviting.
C                              A
For a small donation she could have the Lord Almighty.
  Em                     D
She told him her story. He told her his thoughts.
   C                                  A
He said you better get yourself right in the eyes of God.
(Play C, B, (A), G once)


Em            D
Too much sex,   too little Jesus,
C             A
Too much sex,   too little Jesus,
Em            D
Too much sex,   too little Jesus...
(Play C, B, (A) G three times.)

Em                      D
Stop that dope smoking, stop that masturbation!
C                                 A
Take the Lord into your heart and stop that fornication.
     Em                         D
We're building us an army, gonna knock out Satan.
C                       A
Visa or MasterCard, our operators are waiting!
(Play C, B, (A), G once.)
Em            D
Too much sex,   too little Jesus,
C             A
Too much sex,   too little Jesus,
Em            D
Too much sex,   too little Jesus...
(Play C, B, (A) G three times.)


         Em                               D
(He) said Satan's made a slave of you, the Lord will set you free!
    C                                     A
You don't know God from diddly and you're old enough to breed.
   Em                         D
The sins of me and you are the reason he did bleed.
      C                             A
Now a word from our sponsor then an-other troubled teen with...
(Play C, B, (A), G once)


Em            D
Too much sex,   too little Jesus
,C             A
Too much sex,   too little Jesus,
Em            D
Too much sex,   too little Jesus,
C             A
Too much sex,   too little Jesus...

(Play Em, D, C, A two more times)

(End with C, B, (A) G)


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BOX OF SPIDERS

G         D              Cadd9
Gran Gran keeps a box of spiders.
G                D            Cadd9
She says they're on me when I sleep.
G       D                Cadd9
Waiting in the out-house for me.
G      D              Cadd9
       underneath the seat.

My great-grandmothers bout ninety-seven
and she is sure when she gets to heaven,
old St. Peter's gonna throw his arms around her and say
'I've waited so long for us to meet'.

Cadd9                      Asus2
She put the General in a box
               Cadd9                             Asus2
and buried him behind the Stoney Point Church of Christ,
                 G
when I was three.

(and she says) "When the lord comes to take me,
I'll die with a smile on, cause He's taking all my pains and fears."
She said The Generals last words were
"It's hotter than hell in here".

Gran Gran keeps a box of spiders,
or so she told me as a child,
and I would hold it in for hours.
Too mean to die. Too mean to die. Too mean.

(for Gran Gran)

Asus2  x02233

lyrics by Patterson Hood
music by Drive-by Truckers
1998 Soul Dump Music

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ONE OF THESE DAYS

Lyrics: www.drivebytruckers.com
Music Transcribed: Kyle & Scott Holcomb


C /// G /// D /// Em /// C /// G 
/// Em ///

C            G              D            Em
  If I had a dime for every time I heard my old man say
C                              G
One of these days
G                D           Em
   I wouldn't be like my old man today
C               G                D
   Talking bout places that he'd been
            Em                       C             G
Back in his younger days that he was gonna go back to again
D                   Em
One of these days

Dropped out of school when he was just sixteen
Fell right in to a tire plant
Building the very things that make the asphalt sing
And put Alabama far behind you

I remember him saying that Chicago was a hell right here on earth
And twenty five years later I was saying the same thing about Memphis

It's no wonder everybodies scared of downtown Birmingham
It's just a little too close to home
But there's more crooks down here and the cops don't care,
While old white men wearing ties can do anything they want.

Once a country boy's seen the way the steam rises
Off a man's insides on the sidewalk
Tends to change the way he thinks, the way he sees everything
And he goes back to where he came from

             G    D            C              G
F#m   Em               D      C
One of these days when my face   looks like a roadmap gonna find my way back home.
G              D              C               G
 F#m      Em               D      C
   And I'll go walking on the west side after dark and leave my gun locked in my car.
             C                    D              Em
One of these days you'll take one look at me and run.
             C                    D              Em
One of these days you'll take one look at me and run.