Run Joe Teclado

	  
Intro: Cm  Bb  Am  Ab 


Gm 
Hot nights heavy 

Gm 
Water breach levee 

Gm                      Gm 
Trouble bubble over and run 

F Gm 
The walls tumblin  

Gm 
So punch through the rubble you're a goddamn 

F Gm 
Son of a gun 


           Gm              Bb 
You better run Joe get em, cover them blocks 'fore 

    Cm                          Bb 
The plague groan set in and she buys the shot 

Gm                     Bb 
Up cross the alley and jump the line 

Cm                          Bb 
Break down the building one brick at a time 


Gm 
Big Joe pulled a 45  

F Gm 
Knocked down the door to see if Ray was still alive 

Gm 
Oh that number, lord how she suffered 

Gm 
Where's your baby tonight 


          Gm                      Bb 
She don't call she don't whisper, run joe and get her 

        BIG JOE 
      
     Cm                      Bb 
Come hell of water high, the doctor's gonna die tonight 
    
     Gm 
        Don't you let up 

Gm                          Gm 
I'm the eye of the tempest, cracking my cheeks (?) 

Gm 
I use lightning for my fightin and a thunder to speak 



Gm           Bb 
Run Joe, run Joe 

Cm           Bb 
Run Joe, run Joe 

Go on and get im 


        BIG JOE 

      Gm 
I was built for this thrill of the hunt 

                          F Gm 
Filling this feeling with fists 


Fit for killing and the spilling of blood 

          F Gm 
I'm gonna drill through the swill and the mud 

      
Come pillaging your village like Attila the Hun 


   Gm                         Bb 
Oh son, you're gon get it, my gun come fitted 

     Cm                        Bb 
With one in the chamber, seven more in the clip 

             Gm                      Bb 
Spit it with ridiculous precision, I write physician's prescriptions 

   Cm                Bb 
To die. Who run? Now you run  


       Gm 
I am a one man army, packed with mettle 
    
                                          F Gm 
To settle vendettas better than anybody, I'm sorry Lord 

Gm 
This is war, you can keep your reward 

Gm 
I'm in the market for your swift sword 


                         Gm                       Bb 
These eyes have seen the court and they want more 

                           Cm                              Bb            
Let's settle the ticket, I get it, vengeance is yours. I'm with it, be sure 

           Gm                       Gm 
I'm just a poor wayfaring banger at death's door 

         Gm                   Gm 
Offering help for, delivering what's yours  

I'm coming for him 


 


Gm           Bb 
Run Joe, run Joe 

Cm           Bb 
Run Joe, run Joe 

Gm           Bb 
Run Joe, run Joe 

Cm           Bb 
Run Joe, run Joe 

Go on and get im, run 

Go on and get im, run 

Go on and get im, run