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"Black Gold Fever" by Daniel Amos
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
[Intro]
G7
[Verse 1]
G D7
Goin' down to Texas where you can't see
G
the top of their hats
G
That's fat-cat country, "Thank you, honey,
D7
put the money in the sack"
G
Makin' oil my middle name
C
gonna play the rich man's game
G D7 G
Goin' down to Texas, I'm ready, Paul Getty step back
[Verse 2]
G
I've got the black gold fever and my
D7 G
temperature's runnin' high
G
You've got to quench your thirst
D7
when your mouth is cotton dry
G
And just like the preacher's call
C
I've gotta go, that's all
G D7 G
I want black gold livin', I'm givin' my luck a try
[Chorus]
C7 G7
"Black gold fever,” my momma said
C7 G7
"Will leave you flat and cold and probably dead
C7 G7 E
Listen to your heart and not your head, boy
D7
I'm prayin' you get that gospel fever instead"
G
Well, I hear the clickity-clack of the railroad track
C
Goin' down there, son, where the gold is black
G D7
Though somethin's tellin' me somethin' ain't right
G
Put the Bible back on the shelf
C
Said, son get a hold of yourself
G D7 G
You want black gold livin' there ain't no lookin' back
[Instrumental]
G C G D
G C G D G
G C G D
G C G D G
[Chorus]
C7 G7
"Black gold fever,” my momma said
C7 G7
"Will leave you flat and cold and probably dead
C7 G7 E
Listen to your heart and not your head, boy
D7
I'm prayin' you get that gospel fever instead"
G
Well, I hear the clickity-clack of the railroad track
C
Goin' down there, son, where the gold is black
G D7
Though somethin's tellin' me somethin' ain't right
G
Put the Bible back on the shelf
C
Said, son get a hold of yourself
G D7 G
You want black gold livin' there ain't no lookin' back
[Verse 3]
N.C.
Well, I cancelled my order when I crossed over
N.C.
And the train hit the border line
N.C.
And my Bible-beltin' momma and the words she spoke
D7
Now suddenly came to mind
G
And then the words she spoke to me
C
They brought me to my ever-lovin' knees
G D7 G
That's when I left that black gold fever forever behind
[Chorus]
C7 G7
"Black gold fever,” my momma said
C7 G7
Will leave me flat and cold and probably dead
C7 G7 E
So, listen to your heart and not my head
D7
Now I’ve got that gospel fever
D7
Got that gospel fever
D7 G C G
Got that gospel fever praise God instead
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