Uncle Lloyd Chords & Lyrics by Darrell Scott
Uncle Lloyd
guitar chords lyrics
Uncle Lloyd by Darrell Scott
Tabbed by: Julius Milani
This is a very basic tab from a very good guitarist in Darrell Scott. This guy has some
songs and I was surprised to find that none of them are tabbed (unless by another artist
used his work). If you are reading this tab then you already know how good he is. Have
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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
