Trascribbed by DWdrummer67.
Tuning: Standard, or capo to vocals as necessary.
A5 G5
The evening sun was sinkin' down, a chill north wind a-blows
F5 E5
The new-plowed ground was coolin' fast, the river rolls and flows
A5 G5
Beneath the two-lane concrete river bridge between my place and town
F5 E5
On that hot-bed Farm to Market road they call 1291
A5 G5
I'm sayin' son you'll see me searchin', sizzlin' down that broad highway
F5 E5
Dollar signs in both my eyes, I'm seekin' out my prey
A5 G5
I'm prayin' "Jesus, will you send me just another three or four?"
F5 E5
They pay two-fifty down in Halletsville, 3 dollars, maybe more
A5 G5
And more than likely they'll be out tonight a-wanderin' from the farms
F5 E5
Waddlin' down 1291 to keep their bodies warm
A5 G5
I'm talking walkin' belts and neckties, and boots for rodeo
F5 E5
They don't run too fast, don't waste much gas, I'm makin' lots o'dough
Chorus:
A5 C5 G5 D5 A5 C5 G5 D5
The armadillo....o....o....o?The armadillo....o....o....o
A5 G5
The Armadillo never sees me, when I hit him with my brights
F5 E5
His life don't flash before his eyes, he's blinded by my lights
A5 G5
And so I hit him with my bumper doin' sixty, sixty-five
F5 E5
They take 'em frozen down in Halletsville, they don't take 'em alive
Chorus:
A5 C5 G5 D5 A5 C5 G5 D5
The jackal cri....i....i...ied? The jackal cri....i....i...ied
A5 G5
The jackal cried, look there's two of them a-walkin' down the line
F5 E5
I can't believe my luck tonight this here makes twenty-nine
A5 G5
And so he rolled the first one runnin', the second was too fast
F5 E5
His breaks and laughter squealin' as he stomped down on the gas
A5 G5
Good-God, his car was sideways flyin', when the bridge wall met his door
F5 E5
The impact shook the river bed his foot went through the floor
Chorus:
A5 C5 G5 D5 A5 C5 G5 D5
Forevermore....or....or...ore Forevermore....or....or....ore
A5 G5
Forevermore was his last moment from the bridge wall to the stream
F5 E5
From the speckled blood around his smile a-spewin' gasoline
A5 G5
And then he screamed his raspy epitaph, before he turned to flame
F... E...
They pay two-fifty down in Halletsville.... I ain't the one to blame.....
A5 C5 G5 D5 A5 C5 G5 D5
Ain't it a sha....a....a....ame The jackal cri....i....i...ied
A5 C5 G5 D5 A5 C5 G5 D5
The armadillo....o....o....o The armadillo....o....o....o
(repeat until fade)