Wolf Creek Pass Chords by C.W. McCall

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[Verse]
G F C Bb C
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C                               
Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens
       C                     
On the flatbed out of Wiggins
    Eb                  
And we'd spent all night
              Eb  
On the uphill side
   Eb                       
Of thirtyseven miles of Hell
C7                C   
Called Wolf Creek Pass
         C                     
Which is up on the Great Divide
C                                      
We was settin' there suckin' toothpicks
    C                                
An' drinkin' Nehis and onion soup mix
                       Eb                   
And I says: Earl let's mail a card to mother
    Eb                     
And then send them chickens
        C7           C   
On down to the other side
     C                    
Yeah let's give 'em a ride
F              
Wolf Creek Pass
C                         
Way up on the Great Divide
G7                   C          Bb C
Truckin' on down the other side ■  ■
C                            
Well Earl put down his bottle
C                                   
Mashed his foot down on the throttle
           C7       Eb   
And then a couple a boobs
                Eb   
With a thousand cubes
                            C7       
Within a nineteenfortyeight Peterbilt
C               
Screamed to life
C                      
We woke up the chickens
C                              
We roared up offa that shoulder
C                                     
Sprayin' pine cones rocks and boulders
Eb                       
And put four hundred head
              Eb         
Of them Rhode Island Reds


[Chorus]
                         C                   
And a couple a' burntout roosters on the line
     C        
Look out below
               F 
'cause here we go
F              
Wolf Creek Pass
F7     C7                 
Way up on the Great Divide
G7                   C         
Truckin' on down the other side


[Verse]
C                            
Well we commenced ta truckin'
    C                              
And them hens commenced ta cluckin'
         Eb                   
And then Earl took out a match
              Eb       
And scratched his pants
                                       C7   
And lit up the unused half of a dollar cigar
         C7    
And took a puff
                              C   
Says: My ain't this pretty up here
                           C       
I says: Earl this hill can spill us
    C               
You better slow down
C                   
Or you gonna kill us
Eb                   
Just make one mistake
             Eb          
And it's the Pearly Gates
Eb                        
For them eightyfive crates
   C7           C       
Of USDAapproved cluckers
    C               
You wanna hit second
F              
Wolf Creek Pass
C                         
Way up on the Great Divide
G7                              C
Truckin' on down the other side ■
C                               
Well Earl grabbed on the shifter
    C                             
And he stabbed her into fifth gear
             Eb            
And then the chromiumplated
                                   C         
Fullyilluminated Genuine accessory shift knob
C                         
Come right off in his hand
        C                                      
I says: You wanna screw that thing back on Earl
   C                               
He was tryin' to thread it on there
     C                           
When the fire fell offa his cigar
    Eb             
And dropped on down
Eb                 
Sorta rolled around
Eb                                      
And then lit in the cuff of Earl's pants
    C7                       
And burned a hole in his sock
           C                    
Yeah sorta set him right on fire


[Chorus]
F                             
■ I looked on outta the window
    C                             
And I started countin' phone poles
Bb                                  C            
Goin' by at the rate of four to the seventh power
       F                       
Well I put two and two together
    C                            
And added twelve and carried five
    G7                             
And come up with twentytwo thousand
C                      
Telephone poles an hour


[Verse]
C                                       
■ I looked at Earl and his eyes was wide
        C         
His lip was curled
C                    
And his leg was fried
        Bb                         
And his hand was froze to the wheel
              Bb       
Like a tongue to a sled
                   C       
In the middle of a blizzard
                                 C       
I says: Earl I'm not the type to complain
                             Bb        
But the time has come for me to explain
                             Bb             
That if you don't apply some brake real soon
                      C         
They're gonna have to pick us up
C                       
With a stick and a spoon
                 Bb  
Well Earl reared back
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And cocked his leg
Bb                                           
Stepped down as hard as he could on the brake
C                                    
And the pedal went clear to the floor
    C                              
And stayed right there on the floor
Bb                                              
And he says it was sorta like steppin' on a plum
          C            
Well from there on down
                    C     
It just wasn't real pretty
       C             
It was hairpin county
    Bb             
And switchback city
                         Bb             
One of 'em looked like a can fulla worms
                   C                 
Another one looked like malaria germs
Bb                                        
Right in the middle of the whole damn show
C7                    
Was a real nice tunnel
    Bb                C7
Now wouldn't you know ■ 
C                                     Bb  
Sign says clearance to the twelvefoot line
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But the chickens was stacked to thirteennine
                         Ab7               
Well we shot that tunnel at a hundredandten
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Like gas through a funnel and eggs through a hen
             Bb                     
We took that top row of chickens off
             Ab                        
Slicker than scum off a Louisiana swamp
                                    Ab  
Went down and around and around and down
C                                  Bb  
We run outta ground at the edge of town
                        Ab          
Bashed into the side of a feed store
   Ab                     
In downtown Pagosa Springs


[Chorus]
F            C   
■ Wolf Creek Pass
                    C     
Way up on the Great Divide
Bb                         C   
Truckin' on down the other side
F              
Wolf Creek Pass
       C                  
Way up on the Great Divide
            G7             C    Bb F
Truckin' on down the other side ■  ■


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