THE BALLAD OF SHORTY HARRIS©
written & performed
by Danny Ray Thomas
 

VERSE 1

C Shorty Harris was a man, most F people didn't under-C-stand.
He preferred the quiet solitude, of the D7 deserts shiftin' G7 sands.
With his C grub stake, blanket, and Am burro rein in his hand.
He'd F trek those desert C mountains, hopin' to be-G7-come a wealthy C man.   C7   He used to say,

CHORUS 1:

"When I Am die, won't you bury me, down Em on that desert floor.
F Next to ol' Jim C Dayton, in that G valley we both G7 love."
For his Am courage matched the dangers, of the Em earth he's now part of. "F Above me write my C epitaph, that G7 I'm so proud C of."

VERSE 2

C He found himself more glory holes, than F any man a-C-live.
But holdin' on to fortune, wasn't D7 where his destiny G7 lie.
For the C history of this desert, would Am never have survived.
If F not for Shorty C Harris, and that G7 burro by his C side. C7

CHORUS 2:

So when he Am died they went and buried him, down Em on that desert floor. F Next to ol' Jim C Dayton, in that G valley they both G7 loved.
For their Am courage matched the dangers, of the Em earth they're now part of. And F above they wrote his C epitaph, that G7 he was so proud C of.

"C Here lies Shorty Harris. A F single blanket, G jackass pros-C-pector. C7"

CHORUS 3:

"When I Am die, won't you bury me, down Em on that desert floor.
F Next to ol' Jim C Dayton, in that G valley we both G7 love."
For our Am courage matched the dangers, of the Em earth we're now part of. "F Above me write my C epitaph, that G7 I'm so proud C of."

So above we wrote his epitaph, that G he was G7 so proud C of. F  C  G7  C