Mineral Wells
Tom Russell BandVersion1
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She was livin' in a cadillac
Bedded down in the back seat
On a back street of the Hollywood hills
With a shoebox museum of memories
Old photos and medical bills
She'd been a great actress in two dozen movies
Played Shakespeare on the great London stage
Before the three husbands, six kids and bad breaks
Of fifty-eight odd years of age
Him they called fat boy wore grey overalls
And he clocked in at four hundred pounds
With a passion for food and film magazines
He'd been a great critic downtown
He'd seen all her movies, worshipped her face
Heard her story and took her on in
Though she bore no resemblance to the star he adored
The film's over before real life begins
She told him of a fountain of youth
In the hot Texas earth
It'll heal and renew us
It's somewhere west of Fort Worth
And she met Errol Flynn there
In the Crazy Water Hotel
And they danced down the street
In the moonlight of old Mineral Wells
So they boarded a greyhound in search of the fountain
Fat boy and the aging film queen
Through the Great Painted Desert and all across Texas
Amarillo plain to Abilene
They got off in Fort Worth for a fresh cup of coffee
Caught the local to old Mineral Wells
And it dropped them in front of that boarded up palace
Called the Crazy Water Hotel
Disillusioned they found a cheap room off the highway
Drank vodka from a styrofoam cup
There'd be no healing return to the past
The fountain of youth had dried up
So the critic and the film star held hands and drank vodka
As the great Texas sun rose and fell
And drunk but still dreaming they waltzed down the street
In the moonlight of old Mineral Wells
Repeat Chorus
They danced down the street
In the moonlight of old Mineral Wells
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Readable chord sheet for Mineral Wells by Tom Russell Band
[G] S[G]he was livin' in a cadillac B[G]edded down in the back seat O[G]n a back street of the Hollywood hi[D]lls W[D]ith a shoebox museum of memories O[D]ld photos and medical bi[G]lls S[G]he'd been a great actress in two dozen movies P[G]layed Shakespeare on the gr[G7]eat London sta[C]ge B[C]efore the three husbands, six ki[G]ds and bad breaks O[G]f fi[D]fty-eight odd years of age[G] H[G]im they called fat boy wore grey overalls A[G]nd he clocked in at four hundred po[D]unds W[D]ith a passion for food and film magazines H[D]e'd been a great critic downto[G]wn H[G]e'd seen all her movies, worshipped her face H[G]eard her story and to[G7]ok her on in [C] T[C]hough she bore no resemblance to the st[G]ar he adored T[G]he film's ov[D]er before real life beg[G]ins [G7] S[G7]he to[C]ld him of a fountain of youth I[C]n the hot Texas ea[D]rth I[D]t'll he[C]al and renew us I[C]t's somewhere west of Fort Wo[D]rth A[D]nd she me[C]t Errol Flynn there I[C]n the Crazy Water Hote[G]l [C] A[C]nd they da[Am]nced down the street I[Am]n the mo[D]onlight of old Mineral Wel[C]ls [G] S[G]o they boarded a greyhound in search of the fountain F[G]at boy and the aging film qu[D]een T[D]hrough the Great Painted Desert and all across Texas A[D]marillo plain to Abilen[G]e T[G]hey got off in Fort Worth for a fresh cup of coffee C[G]aught the local to ol[G7]d Mineral Wel[C]ls A[C]nd it dropped them in front of that bo[G]arded up palace C[G]alled the Cr[D]azy Water Hotel[G] D[G]isillusioned they found a cheap room off the highway D[G]rank vodka from a styrofoam cu[D]p T[D]here'd be no healing return to the past T[D]he fountain of youth had dried up[G] S[G]o the critic and the film star held hands and drank vodka A[G]s the great Texas su[G7]n rose and fel[C]l A[C]nd drunk but still dreaming they wa[G]ltzed down the street I[G]n the mo[D]onlight of old Mineral Wel[G]ls [G7] Repeat Chorus T[C]hey da[Am]nced down the street I[Am]n the mo[D]onlight of old Mineral Wel[G]ls [C] [G] [D] [G]