Grateful Dead

Grateful Dead

Tennessee Jed
Composição de (Jerry Garcia/Robert Hunter)
C G C G C 
C                                  G C 
Cold iron shackles, ball and chain. 
Drink all day and rock all night. 
I run into Charlie Fog. 
F                            G       C     G C 
Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train. 
The law come to get you if you don't walk right. 
Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog. 
C           Co7      Dm7         C7 
You know you bound to wind up dead 
Got a letter this mornin', baby and all it read: 
My doggie turned to me and he said. 
C      F                     G      C   G C 
if you don't head back to Tennessee Jed. 
"You better head back to Tennessee Jed." 
"Let's head back to Tennesse Jed." 

C                              G C 
Rich man step on my poor head. 
I dropped four flights and cracked my spine. 
I woke up feelin' mean. 
F                             G         C     G C 
When you get back, you better butter my bread. 
Honey, come quick with the iodine. 
I went down to play the slot machine. 
         Co7    Dm7          C7 
Well you know it's like I said: 
Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed. 
The wheels turned around and the letters read, 
C   F                    G        C 
you better head back to Tennessee Jed. 
Then you head back to Tennessee Jed. 
"You better head back to Tennessee Jed." 

Bb F G C 
F                           C                  G       F 
Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be. 
C              G     F 
Baby won't you carry me 
C      G      F    G C 
back to Tennessee.

Enviado por: Nick D

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