Capo: 2nd fret
[Intro]
Am Em Fmaj7
Am Fmaj7 Am F Dm Dm
Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Dm Dm
[Verse]
Am Fmaj7
Well, I dropped out of school and I couldn't find a job
Am Fmaj7
So I started diggin' holes
Am Fmaj7
Now I've been weary for fifty-five years
Dm
So I guess that's why I'm alone
Am Fmaj7
And my dreams ain't been right for the past decade
Am Fmaj7
But I still pray my soul to keep
Am Fmaj7
Just stick around 'til the sun goes down
Dm Dm
And you'll know just what I mean
[Instrumental]
Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Dm Dm
[Verse]
Am Fmaj7
Well, that crow sits on that fence post
Am Fmaj7
Talkin' trash like he always does
Am Fmaj7
And that preacher keeps on preachin'
Dm
A coyote howls to the moon above
Am Fmaj7
And I don't have many friends, but the ones I do
Am Fmaj7
Don't really say too much
Am Fmaj7
Because that crow sits on that fence post
Dm Am
Talkin' trash like he always doooo-oes
[Instrumental]
Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Dm Dm
[Verse]
Am Fmaj7
In the back left corner by the old pine tree
Am Fmaj7
There's a man I buried for first degree
Am Fmaj7
He told me his cheatin' wife was a whore
Dm
And how the electric chair really lit up his world
Am Fmaj7
And all I've got is a shovel and these calloused hands
Am Fmaj7
And I've dug every grave on this piece of land
Am Fmaj7
Hell, I had a love once, but I buried her too
Dm Am
And it's not hard livin', it's just hard on you
[Instrumental/Outro]
Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Dm Dm
Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Dm Dm Am
Fmaj7 Am Am Am Fmaj7 Am Dm Dm Am
Fmaj7 Am Am Am Fmaj7 Am Dm Dm
Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Dm Dm
Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Am Fmaj7 Dm Dm Am
Well, I dropped out of school and I couldn't find a job
So I started diggin' holes
Now I've been weary for fifty-five years
So I guess that's why I'm alone
And my dreams ain't been right for the past decade
But I still pray my soul to keep
Just stick around 'til the sun goes down
And you'll know just what I mean
Well, that crow sits on that fence post
Talkin' trash like he always does
And that preacher keeps on preachin'
A coyote howls to the moon above
And I don't have many friends, but the ones I do
Don't really say too much
Because that crow sits on that fence post
Talkin' trash like he always does, hey
In the back left corner by the old pine tree
There's a man I buried for first degree
He told me his cheatin' wife was a whore
And how the electric chair really lit up his world
And all I've got is a shovel and these calloused hands
And I've dug every grave on this piece of land
Hell, I had a love once, but I buried her too
And it's not hard livin', it's just hard on you
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