Palmetto Rose

Palmetto rose in the AC vent Cross stitched pillow where the head rest went Said his cab was his orneriest friend Left him jumping like trees in the wind Thought he had the red lights memorized Glass in the gravel like the stars in the sky In that slow motion minute between living and dead Looked in my eyes and he told me, he said This war that I wage to get up every day It's a fiberglass boat, it's azaleas in May It's the women I love and the law that I hate Lord let me die in the Iodine State Lord let me die in the Iodine State (During the last part of the Chorus, mimic the vocal melody with something like this: |-------------------------------------------------| |---------5--5h7-5~-------------------------------| |-----s6-------------6s--2--4-2-4-2~--------------| |-------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------| Palmetto rose in the sidewalk mud Pearly white stem and a big green bud Catch him coming out of a King Street store Bullshit story about the Civil War You can believe what you want to believe But there ain't no making up a basket weave Everybody in the tri-county knows Who makes the best palmetto rose This war that I wage to get up every day It's a fiberglass boat, it's azaleas in May It's the women I love and the law that I hate Lord let me die in the Iodine State Lord let me die in the Iodine State |-------------------------------------------------| |---------5--5h7-5~-------------------------------| |-----s6-------------6s--2--4-2-4-2~--------------| |-------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------| Violin: Out on Sullivan's Island, they're swimming On the beach where the big boats rolled in With the earliest slaves, women and children Our first American kin Here on King Street we're selling our roses Two for a five dollar bill And tonight after everything closes I'll follow my own free will And I've taken my fill I've taken my fill During the verses, mess around with the honky tonk in A. Honky tonk is about teasing the minor over a major progression. Something like: |----5--5----------------------5------------------| |----5--5--5-------------------5------------------| |----------5h6------------5h6---------------------| |---------------7-5-7~----------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------| |-------------------------------------------------| You get the idea.