Lyr Req: Oil Field Girls (Tom Russell)

Subject: RE: Mudcat FAQ - Newcomer's Guide
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Date: 02 Apr 06 - 09:12 PM

Does anybody have the lyrics to Oil Field Girls by Tom Russell?

Subject: Oil Field Girls
From: Joe Offer
Date: 30 May 06 - 03:15 AM

refresh

Subject: RE: Mudcat FAQ - Newcomer's Guide
From: WildBilly
Date: 05 Jul 09 - 04:08 PM

Does anybody have the lyrics to Oil Field Girls by Tom Russell, Far as I know, there was a rather poor one-off recording made on one of his albums. Haven't seen it anywhere on anthlogies. If somebody's got it. plase post it! Tahnks [e-mail]

Subject: RE: lyr req: Oil Field Girls - Tom Russell
From: Joe Offer
Date: 31 Jul 09 - 08:36 PM

Anybody? This one is aon a retrospective album called Raw Vision: The Tom Russell Band 1984-1994.

Subject: RE: lyr req: Oil Field Girls - Tom Russell
From: Arkie
Date: 31 Jul 09 - 08:55 PM

I don't have the lyrics and the song is not on any of the three Tom Russell CDs in my possession. But the song can be picked up here for 99 cents.

Oil Field Girls

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Oil Field Girls (Tom Russell)
From: Jim Dixon
Date: 05 Aug 09 - 01:20 PM

Here's a start: an excerpt transcribed from a sound sample:

...They walked the strip like painted shadows,
Cursing the night when man was born.
There's one named Frieda and one named Angel.
There's a rose of hatred and a ....

Subject: Lyr/Chords Add: OIL FIELD GIRLS (Tom Russell)
From: GUEST,Jan Hauenstein
Date: 18 Feb 16 - 03:19 PM

Oil Field Girls    Tom Russell

(F)       (hold)
Those oil field (F)girls all taste of (Gm)whiskey,
Their thoughts are (Bb)free, their clothes are (C)torn.
They walk the (Am)strip like painted (Dm)shadows,
Cursing the (Bb)night when man was (C)born.

There´s one named (Bb)Freda (C) and one named (F)Angel,
There´s a Rose Of (Gm)Hatred (Bb) and a Ragtime (C)Girl.
All aches and (Am)heart, bright lips in the (Dm)moonlight,
Young men will (Bb)die at the turn of a (C)curl.

I´m packing my (F)bag, I´m shipping out on a (Gm)freighter,
I´ll lick my (Bb)wounds in a far-off (C)world.
One hand on my (Am)heart, one hand on a (Dm)bottle,
Just a drunkard´s (Bb)dream of the oilfield (C)girls.

Da da da (F)dow, ye dee dee (Gm)dee dee,
Dee dee dee (Bb)dee, dee dee dee (C)dee.
Dodo do do (Am)do, oh doodle do (Dm)do do,
Dee deedle deedle (Bb)dee, dee deedee (C)deem.

Here´s a round for the (F)priest, here´s a round for the (Gm)beggar,
Here´s a round for the (Bb)robes, all over this (C)world.
But I´ll drink me a (Am)case of Old Pe(Dm)culiar,
For I´ll raise me a (Bb)glass to the oil field (C)girls.

Those oil field (F)girls all taste of (Gm)whiskey,
Their thoughts are (Bb)free, their clothes are (C)torn.
They walk the (Am)strip like painted (Dm)shadows,
Cursing the (Bb)night when man was (C)born.

Dee dee dee (F)dee, dee deedle dee (Gm)deedee,
Dee dee dee (Bb)dee, dee dee dee (C)dee.
Dee dee dee (Am)dee, ba da dada doo (Dm)dow-oo,
Dee dee dee (Bb)dee, dee dee dee (C)dee,
Dee dee dee (F)dee.

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