Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro]
C G F C
[Verse 1]
C G F C
Ol' Marse Robert done told me to get my gun
C G Am F
Gonna get em out the south land, we gonna make em run
C G F
It's been two years since that day
F G G7
I sure thought it would be a quick one but it didnt turn out that way
[Verse 2]
C G F
I smell the blood and the honeysuckle on the wind
C G Am F
Holding the hand of another soon-to-be-dead friend
C G F
A single tear comes to his eyes
F G
And as we reminisce about his momma I asked Lord, Why?, Why oh Why?
[Verse 3]
C G F
Take him on back home to Dixie
C G F
Just get him out of this wretched place
C G F
Just take him on back home to Dixie
C G F C G F C
Let his momma see that shining southern face
[Verse 4]
C G F
They got me sitting on the river bank shore
C G Am F
In just a few short months I done killed me twenty or more
C G F
Sherman wouldn't be too happy with me
F G G7
And as Atlanta sits in ashes I wonder, how worse could it be?
[Verse 5]
C G F
Take me on back home to Dixie
C G F
Just get me out of this wretched place
C G F
Just take me on back home to Dixie
C G F
I just wanna see her shining Southern face
[Bridge]
Am G F G
I remember when I was young
Am G F G
I could still hold my Daddy's hand
Am G F
Looking out my back door
G G7
He said, "this is your land...... son this is your land"
[Instrumental]
C G F X3
C G F C C G F C
[Verse 6]
C G F
I met my maker at the break of dawn, Well i was
C G Am F
thinking bout my kids and I didnt hear his one bullet song
C G F
The rustle of the leaves underneath my blood-stained hands
F G G7
And as I gasp for one last breath I wonder, what kind of man I am?
[Verse 7]
C G F
Take me on back home to Dixie
C G F
Just get me out of this wretched place
C G F
Just take me on back home to Dixie
C G F
I just wanna see her smiling Southern face
[Outro]
C G F
Lying face up looking at the amber sky
C G F
One last thought of her.....before i die
C G F C
[Verse 1]
C G F C
Ol' Marse Robert done told me to get my gun
C G Am F
Gonna get em out the south land, we gonna make em run
C G F
It's been two years since that day
F G G7
I sure thought it would be a quick one but it didnt turn out that way
[Verse 2]
C G F
I smell the blood and the honeysuckle on the wind
C G Am F
Holding the hand of another soon-to-be-dead friend
C G F
A single tear comes to his eyes
F G
And as we reminisce about his momma I asked Lord, Why?, Why oh Why?
[Verse 3]
C G F
Take him on back home to Dixie
C G F
Just get him out of this wretched place
C G F
Just take him on back home to Dixie
C G F C G F C
Let his momma see that shining southern face
[Verse 4]
C G F
They got me sitting on the river bank shore
C G Am F
In just a few short months I done killed me twenty or more
C G F
Sherman wouldn't be too happy with me
F G G7
And as Atlanta sits in ashes I wonder, how worse could it be?
[Verse 5]
C G F
Take me on back home to Dixie
C G F
Just get me out of this wretched place
C G F
Just take me on back home to Dixie
C G F
I just wanna see her shining Southern face
[Bridge]
Am G F G
I remember when I was young
Am G F G
I could still hold my Daddy's hand
Am G F
Looking out my back door
G G7
He said, "this is your land...... son this is your land"
[Instrumental]
C G F X3
C G F C C G F C
[Verse 6]
C G F
I met my maker at the break of dawn, Well i was
C G Am F
thinking bout my kids and I didnt hear his one bullet song
C G F
The rustle of the leaves underneath my blood-stained hands
F G G7
And as I gasp for one last breath I wonder, what kind of man I am?
[Verse 7]
C G F
Take me on back home to Dixie
C G F
Just get me out of this wretched place
C G F
Just take me on back home to Dixie
C G F
I just wanna see her smiling Southern face
[Outro]
C G F
Lying face up looking at the amber sky
C G F
One last thought of her.....before i die
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