Mistress Of The Salmon Salt Quicklime Girl akkorde

( F Gm  Bb C  F Gm ) x2  
D Db  C Bb  Gm

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In the garden district, where the plants grow strong and tall
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Behind the bush there lurks a girl, who makes them strong and tall

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They just call her, Quicklime Girl, behind her back,   Quicklime Girl
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Behind the bush,  Quicklime Girl, she's the mistress of the salmon salt
 C        Bb/C   C/Bb      Bb     C/A     Bb/A   Gm
Quicklime Girl, Quicklime Girl, Quicklime Girl

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In the fall when plants return, by harvest time, she knows the score
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Ripe and ready to the eye, but rotten somehow to the core

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And they call her, Quicklime Girl, behind her back,   Quicklime Girl
               F Gm C       Bb               D 
Behind the bush,  Quicklime Girl, she's the mistress of the salmon salt
 C        Bb/C   C/Bb      Bb     C/A     Bb/A   Gm
Quicklime Girl, Quicklime Girl, Quicklime Girl

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A harvest of life, or harvest of death, one body of life, one body of death
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And when you've gone and choked to death, with laughter and a little step
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 I'll prepare the quicklime, friend, for your ripe and ready grave
          Cm             Bb
For your ripe and ready grave

Solo:   ( Gm C#7b5  Cm Bb ) x2  C Eb D7 Gm
Solo: ( F Gm  Bb C  F  Gm ) x2  D Db  C Bb  Gm

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It's springtime now and cares subside, and the planting's almost done
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And fertile graves, it seems, exist, within a mile of that juke joint

 F     Gm                      Bb         C            NC                F Gm
Where Coast Guard crews still take their leave, quite listless in the sun
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And the Quicklime Girl still plies her trade, reduction of the many from the one

 NC              Gm  C        Bb                  F Gm  C       Bb
And they call her, Quicklime Girl, behind her back,   Quicklime Girl
               F Gm C       Bb                    D 
Behind the bush,  Quicklime Girl, well she's the mistress of the salmon salt
 C        Bb/C   C/Bb      Bb     C/A     Bb/A   Gm
Quicklime Girl, Quicklime Girl, Quicklime Girl

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A harvest of life, a harvest of death, resumes its course each day
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 It comes as if by schedule, a harvest of limbs, of arms and of legs
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The toes that crawl, and the knees that jerk, and neck like swans that seem to turn 
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 As if inclined to grasp or pray

  ( Gm C#m Cm Bb ) x4  C Eb D7 Gm

chords:

   Gm C#m  C Bb/C  C/Bb Bb  C/A  Bb/A Gm
e---3-----------------------------------3--------------------------------------------
B---3--5-----5--3-----5--5----5----3----3--------------------------------------------
G---3--6-----5--3-----5--5----5----3----3--------------------------------------------
D---5--5-----5--3-----5--3----5----3----5--------------------------------------------
A---5--4-----3--3--------1----0----0----5--------------------------------------------
E---3-----------------6-----------------3--------------------------------------------