Ian Noe - Letter To Madeline, аккорды

[Вступление]: G# [Куплет]: Fm D# Looked like a hundred guns held on me A#m C# Fm Hunkered by the shed of Detroit General & Company D# C# Calling, boy come out, we have you jailed Fm D# Beside the buck-shot door, I stood still A#m C# Fm Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills D# C# And clinging to a letter that I wish I'd mailed [Припев]: Fm D# Go rest easy, Madeline A#m C# Fm I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line D# C# And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time Fm D# But don't you shed no tears or be surprised A#m C# Fm If you get the word that your wild man has up and died D# C# Just set me up a stone on that high hillside [Проигрыш]: Fm | D# | A#m | C# [Куплет]: Fm D# Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift A#m I headed down the highway C# Fm Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift D# C# And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave Fm D# Oh, but I got caught in the cold A#m G# C# Fm Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road D# C# And feeling like a dead man without a grave [Припев]: Fm D# Go rest easy, Madeline A#m C# Fm I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line D# C# And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time Fm D# But don't you shed no tears or be surprised A#m C# Fm If you get the word that your wild man has up and died D# C# Just set me up a stone on that high hillside C# Fm Oh my, oh my [Проигрыш]: Fm | D# | A#m | C# Fm | D# | C# [Куплет]: Fm D# Bloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down A#m C# Fm I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered 'round D# C# And cursing for the bag they knew I'd hid Fm D# And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed A#m C# Fm Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade D# C# Said, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid [Припев]: Fm D# Go rest easy, Madeline A#m C# Fm I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line D# C# And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time Fm D# But don't you shed no tears or be surprised A#m C# Fm If you get the word that your wild man has up and died D# C# Just set me up a stone on that high hillside