D G Mr. Errol he lives on the banks of Lake Arthur D Where your windshield gets foggy, where your back roads A unwind D G It?s a long way from Shreveport, not too far from Gueydan D A D And it?s close to the home that I left behind D A D Yah it?s close to the home that I left behind D G Mr. Errol?s a father, he?s a farmer, he?s a hunter D A And he talks to the ducks and the geese and the blind D G He works hard for the lives that he helps to make better D A D And he lives by the graveyard of the rusted combines G D And he held my hand when my boots got too heavy G D A With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind D G D We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy D A D And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines D G There?s coffee and biscuits on the stove in the kitchen D A There?s a crack in the ceiling and a screened in front door D G And as the fog starts to settle on the banks of Lake Arthur D A G I can still taste the whiskey from the night just before D A G It?s the Crown Royal whiskey from the night just before G D And it?s hard to get up at five in the morning G D A Put your guns, put your shells, put your wine in a sack D G We look like some militia in our boots and our camo D A G With a bird dog named Milo, he?s asleep in the back G D He held my hand when my boots got too heavy G D A With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind D G D We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy D A D And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines D G The combine?s a monster, combine?s a saviour D A Looking down at the blades I can see heaven and hell D G Cold steel cut the rice crops for acres and acres D A D Bill how many barrels? Man I cannot tell D A D Bill how many dryers? Man I cannot tell DG D A There?s water as far as your good eyes can see D G At the Lake Arthur bar all the old men get rowdy D A D They got bottles of whiskey that are older than me G D He held my hand when my boots got too heavy G D A With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind D G D We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy D A D And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines D G Sometimes I dream of a girl in a pickup D A With her window rolled down and her radio on D G And you look at the cypress on the Highway 190 D A D And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon D A D And you give her away and you sing Jole Blon D G And Mr. Errol?s a good friend he never a stranger D A When I come back it seems like I?ve always been here D G There?s a sign in his kitchen it?s written in French D A D ?If you run out of Schlitz, you?ve run out of beer? G D He held my hand when my boots got too heavy G D A With the mud from the rice fields coming to my behind D G D We set out the decoys in the dark on the levy D A D And we walked through the graveyard of the rusted combines