Biography:
The Snake the Cross the Crown is an indie rock band with southern rock leanings that have gradually come to the fore, culminating with 2007's Cotton Teeth. the band was formed in Huntsville, AL, by two brothers, Franklin Sammons (guitar) and William Sammons (keyboards, programming), and friends Kevin Jones (guitar, vocals) and Carl Marshall (bass, vocals).
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F Bb F
Well if both of these horses just a lay up and die
Gm Dm Bb F
He thinks to himself as he stares into the sun
Bb F
His companion's been bleedin' and is weepin' to himself
Gm Dm
Thinking Oh my sweet Sue
Bb F Bb F Gm Dm Bb F(Play this part hard!)
I won't be a comin' home now
As them train tracks keep runnin' up that ever gentle slope
Margaret Anne hangs her head
And just keeps wondering what's good
Her companions been bleedin' and is weepin' to himself
Thinking Oh my sweet Sue
I won't be a comin' home now
That day that the rain came and just rose the flag of war
Mother Jones lays in bed his children lyin' on the floor
And she got by standin' in the churchyard singing hallelujah
Sweepin' out the bats from the bells of her voice
F Bb F
Who is she
Gm Dm Bb F
I am the river and I will take you to the sea
F
And we got by
Bb F
Floating in the water singing hallelujah
Gm Dm Bb
Waiting on the Lord
Gm
To bring us back home
F
You left us too soon
F#m Gm F
And I I know what you'll do
F#m Gm
Someone knocks in the back at the door
Oh Why'd you come
Were you lookin' for more
F
Don't speak
Then the sharp steel rattle of your head on the floor
Oh it got lost in the sound of the war
Don't stay
Someone knocks in the back at the door
Oh Why'd you come
Were you lookin' for more
Don't speak
Then the sharp steel rattle of your head on the floor
Oh it got lost in the sound of the war
Don't leave
A Gm
And oh you left us too soon
F
Now there's two men ridin' up
Bb F
Both wonderin' who is he
Gm Dm Bb F
One says Sir I've observed you ridin' up behind'a me
Bb F
Now them children hear em headed up around the bend
Gm Dm Bb F
Crying Ma best come on here come our fathers back to bed
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