Make Me A Pallet On Your Floor (Traditional)

Transcribed by DWdrummer67.

The lyrics used in this version will vary from several different artists,
so just change them as you'd like. You can also jazz up the guitar by
finger picking it, but it still sounds cool this way.

For some reason this site doesn't always allow you to put apostrophes or
pause dots where they belong, so you'll have to bear with mistakes... sorry
about that. Hopefully you can figure it out.

Tuning: Standard

Chorus:
C           G              C
Make me a pallet on your floor
C           G              C
Make me a pallet on your floor
C                      G          Am              C
Make it soft, make it low, so my good gal wont know
C           G              C
Make me a pallet on your floor.

Im tired and I cant work no more
Im tired and I cant work no more
Well Im tired, lonesome, weary and I cant work no more
Make me a pallet on your floor

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Im goin where the water tastes like wine
Im goin where the water tastes like wine
This New York water tastes like turpentine
Im goin where the water tastes like wine

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I know that Id be satisfied
If I could hop that train and ride
If I make Atlanta with no place to go
Make me a pallet on your floor

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Give everybody my regards
Im goin if I have to ride the rods
And if I make Atlanta with no place to go
Make me a pallet on your floor

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