Slick Delta Queen Teclado

	  verse 1 
E 
She'll be in Denver by the break of dawn 
A 
  Her calloused heart, her regal charm 
E 
  Will grace the city in his open arms 
A 
  And his bed come tonight. 
E 
  But me I'm stranded down on Silver Street 
A 
  Just throwing bottles at the Delta Queen. 
E                                             A 
  She passes slow like your memory, makes the bend 
                  Am 
And floats out of sight. 

Interlude 
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verse 2 
E 
Austin, Texas: mattress on the floor. 
A 
  We'd buy some grass from the kid next door. 
E 
  We'd bitch of love as if it was a chore 
       A 
But we made it to ease both our minds. 
E 
  First time I lost you was a mean curveball 
A 
  Thrown in Las vegas down a hotel hall. 
E 
  Why we stuck it out, man, I can't recall, 
         A                  Am 
Seems my honesty's always on trial. 

Chorus 
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         And I never once called you baby 
A                       E  C#m   A 
I never once called you anything. 
A                       E  C#m  A 
I never once called you baby 
A                         E           A  E  A 
I always thought you were more to me. 

verse 3 
E 
  And I saw him coming with his suit and tie. 
A 
  His hair slicked back looked a lot like mine. 
E 
  But that was years ago and over time 
        A 
Lost my scissors, my comb, and my style. 
E 
  And how he watched us at the table there 
A 
  As we caught up on our when-and-wheres. 
E 
  Our escapades, our life-ain't-fairs, 
             A                        Am 
And how you'll be leaving with him tonight. 

Chorus 
E  C#m  A                       E  C#m  A 
         And I bet he calls you baby 
A                       E  C#m   A 
I never once called you anything. 
A                     E  C#m  A 
Oh I bet he calls you baby 
A                         E           A  E  A 
I always thought you were more to me. 

verse 4 
E 
So if I'm breathing on some solid ground 
A 
  And what went up the river comes back down 
E 
  Maybe we'll meet again next time around 
    A 
And talk of those vagabond times. 
E 
  Keep all your stubbornness and pretty smile, 
A 
  Keep all your dreams about that unborn child, 
E 
  Keep both your feet out of the wedding aisle, 
         A                      Am       E 
And I'll keep you in the back of my mind.