• Song:

    Uncle Lloyd

  • Artist:

    Darrell Scott

  • Album:

    Theatre of the Unheard

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Tabbed by: Julius Milani



VERSE 1
       ( G )
He was not my father?s brother
                   ( F )      ( C )
But he wished that he could be
        ( F )
Told us kids to call him uncle
             ( D )       ( C )
And we would be his family
         ( G )
He had a wife and kids in Fresno
                     ( F )     ( C )
The youngest one was twenty-four
         ( F )
Dad had brought him into our house
            ( D )        ( C )
They didn?t want him anymore

VERSE 2
             ( G )
He helped us work the family business
                ( F )     ( C )
Building fences in the sun
            ( F )
Worked just like a man of twenty
           ( D )          ( C )
?Til the working day was done
       ( G )
He and Dad would spend their evening
                       ( F )     ( C )
Sitting in lawn chairs in the yard
              ( F )
Where they?d drink a toast to Seagram?s
          ( D )             ( C )
Seagram?s never went down hard

CHORUS
          ( G )
Won?t you wake up Uncle Lloyd
              ( F )  ( C )
Got a lot of work today
          ( F )
We?ll get Don to make the coffee
          ( D )                  ( C )
Load that truck and be on your way
       ( G )
Friday night you can drive to Vegas
                ( F )      ( C )
Maybe this time you will win
       ( F )
Buy a trailer by the river
              ( D )          ( C )
And you won?t have to work again

VERSE 3
        ( G )
He was sleeping in the workroom
                ( F )     ( C )
With a mattress on the floor
          ( F )
When one night I heard him crying
              ( D )       ( C )
As I passed outside his door
           ( G )
He cried, "Rita, girl I love you
                ( F )       ( C )
Rita, Darling please don?t go
            ( F )
I?ve tried hard to make you happy
            ( D )         ( C )
I?ve done everything I know"

VERSE 4
        ( G )
Then I heard the bottle open
                   ( F )     ( C )
The tipping up and putting down
           ( F )
Heard the rustling of the covers
                ( D )      ( C )
Then he did not make a sound
             ( G )
I thought of thirty years of Rita
                 ( F )     ( C )
Standing sternly by his side
         ( F )
All the years of hanging in there
          ( D )      ( C )
All the emptiness inside

VERSE 6
        ( G )
Then I thought of how their children
              ( F )     ( C )
Have children of their own
          ( F )
And how a man at fifty-seven
               ( D )  ( C )
Winds up living so alone
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