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Date: 11/12/03; 3:47:50 PM
 >From: "Jerry Gant" <jgant01@ev1.net>
 Subject: Darrell Scott, Rhonda's Last Ride
 Rhonda's Last Ride
 Darrell Scott
 Album; Family Tree
 by Jerry Gant
  
 
 RHONDA‰S LAST RIDE
 
 DARRELL SCOTT
 
 INTRO C Em D
 
 G                                   C
 
 SHE WAS FOUND IN HER BEDROOM WITH A NOTE ON THE WALL
 
    Em         Bm                 G            C
 
 SAYING TAKE ME OR LEAVE ME; IT DON‰T MATTER NOW AT ALL
 
 G                                        C
 
 HER PASSING MADE THE PAPERS THOUGH THERE WEREN‰T MUCH TO SAY
 
        Em          Bm              G       C
 
 JUST A GIRL OF THE NIGHT TAKES HER LIFE AT MIDDAY
 
  
 
 SHE WAS FOND OF THE LADIES AND GOOD TO THE MEN
 
 AND SHE COULD TAKE YOU ABOUT ANYWHERE YOU‰D NEVER BEEN
 
 THOUGH I NEVER TOUCHED HER WE‰D WALKED EVERYDAY
 
 HEADING WEST DOWN SUNSET TALKING OUR LIVES AWAY
 
  
 
 CHORUS
 
 D                                  C                 G
 
 SAID SHE COULD WALK ON THE WATER-, BED SHOOT OUT THE LIGHTS
 
 D                         C                 G
 
 TAKE YOU UP TO THE LIMIT, PUSH YOU OVER THE LINE
 
             D                       C           Em  D
 
 SAID IF YOU WANNA SEE GOD, BROTHER, CLOSE YOUR EYES
 
 C              Em            D
 
 THIS ONE‰S FOR RHONDA‰S LAST RIDE
 
  
 
 THERE‰S A TOWN IN NEVADA, JUST ACROSS THE STATE LINE
 
 WHERE RHONDA GREW UP AHEAD OF HER TIME
 
 WHY, IF I HAD TO SAY, IT‰S HER DADDY TO BLAME
 
 OLD DESERT RAT CODY SET HER CHILDHOOD TO FLAME
 
  
 
 AND THERE WERE GI‰S AND TRUCKERS AND GHOSTS OF THE ROAD
 
 ON THEIR WAY UP TO VEGAS, THEY‰D LIGHTEN THEIR LOAD
 
 THERE WAS MANY A LOVER, BUT NARY COMPLAINED
 
 AND IT WAS MANY A MAN WHO WOULD CALL OUT HER NAME
 
  
 
 CHORUS
 
  
 
 I‰M NOT HERE TO TELL YOU SHE DIED OUT OF SHAME
 
 IN HER LAST CHOSEN MOMENTS, HER LIPS CURSED NO NAME
 
 NOT CODY, NOR JESUS, NOT A CRY OUT FOR LOVE
 
 SHE TOLD ME TO TELL YOU THAT LEAVIN‰S ENOUGH
 
  
 
 CHORUS