Tone: [C]
Capo: 6
Intro:
[C] [E] [Am] [F] [C] [G] [G] [C]
Verse 1:
Well,[C]Well, marry me[E7]me
To a[Am]a rope and a t[F]tree
[C]What that ol' [E7]judge called first degree[C]degree
And all the [C]folks around [E7]town
Swore to[Am]to lay me
In the[F]the ground
[C]They found out I [G]
put that poor boy down[C]down [F] [G] [C]
Verse 2:
You see [C]I
Did not much[E7]much care
For the[Am]the way
That he'd sit and[F]and glare
So I [C]closed
His eyes for [G]good
With a bar-room [C]chair [E] [Am] [F] [C] [G] [C]
Verse 3:
So,[C]So, gonna lay my poor [E7]bones
Pas[Am]Past Appalachian stones[F]stones
[C]Far beneath that [G]cold ground all alone[C]alone
Oh but if you're asking[E7]asking me
[Am]Where I would rather be[F]be
It was w[C]worth it
To see that [G]boy
Cut from the knees[C]knees
Outro:
[C] [E7] [Am] [F] [C] [G] [G] [C]