Chords for 'Til I'm Gone
Tempo:
73.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
[D]
[G]
[D]
[G]
[A]
[G] I'm gonna be lost till the [D] good lord calls me home and gone.
Put me on a limb beneath a live oak tree,
watch the sun go down,
living free as a [G] breeze till I'm gone.
Till I'm gone.
[D] Put me down young, young as a bear,
give me a new porch flank,
and just let me [G] be till I'm gone.
Till I'm gone.
Any [A] more stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone.
[G] I was born to ramble and born to run,
still I can't forget where I [D] come from.
And all them good old folks that raised me,
they kept me covered in the prayers that [G] saved me.
You can play me rolling along,
but when you see a guitar that runs out of [D] songs,
I'll be southbound and down, heading home.
Till [A] the stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord [D] calls me home and gone.
[G]
Now [D] I'm keeping the faith to stay free,
cause I can't stay folded in this still [G] belief,
till I'm gone.
Till I'm gone.
[D] You put me down in the land of the plenty,
need a good book and good old boys like [G] me,
till I'm gone.
Any [A] more stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone.
[G] I was born to ramble and born to run,
still I can't forget where I [D] come from.
And all them good old folks that raised me,
they kept me covered in the prayers that [G] saved me.
You can play me rolling along,
but when you see a guitar that runs out of [D] songs,
I'll be southbound and down, heading home.
Till the [A] stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where [G] my soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone.
[G]
[D] Take me home.
[G]
[D] Take me home.
Take me home.
[G] [D]
[D]
[G]
[D]
[G]
[A]
[G] I'm gonna be lost till the [D] good lord calls me home and gone.
Put me on a limb beneath a live oak tree,
watch the sun go down,
living free as a [G] breeze till I'm gone.
Till I'm gone.
[D] Put me down young, young as a bear,
give me a new porch flank,
and just let me [G] be till I'm gone.
Till I'm gone.
Any [A] more stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone.
[G] I was born to ramble and born to run,
still I can't forget where I [D] come from.
And all them good old folks that raised me,
they kept me covered in the prayers that [G] saved me.
You can play me rolling along,
but when you see a guitar that runs out of [D] songs,
I'll be southbound and down, heading home.
Till [A] the stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord [D] calls me home and gone.
[G]
Now [D] I'm keeping the faith to stay free,
cause I can't stay folded in this still [G] belief,
till I'm gone.
Till I'm gone.
[D] You put me down in the land of the plenty,
need a good book and good old boys like [G] me,
till I'm gone.
Any [A] more stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone.
[G] I was born to ramble and born to run,
still I can't forget where I [D] come from.
And all them good old folks that raised me,
they kept me covered in the prayers that [G] saved me.
You can play me rolling along,
but when you see a guitar that runs out of [D] songs,
I'll be southbound and down, heading home.
Till the [A] stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where [G] my soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone.
[G]
[D] Take me home.
[G]
[D] Take me home.
Take me home.
[G] [D]
Key:
G
D
A
G
D
A
G
D
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[G] I'm gonna be lost till the [D] good lord calls me home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Put me on a limb beneath a live oak tree,
watch the sun go down,
living free as a [G] breeze till I'm gone. _
Till I'm gone.
_ _ [D] Put me down young, young as a bear,
give me a new porch flank,
and just let me [G] be till I'm gone. _
Till I'm gone.
Any [A] more stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] I was born to ramble and born to run,
still I can't forget where I [D] come from.
And all them good old folks that raised me,
they kept me covered in the prayers that [G] saved me.
You can play me rolling along,
but when you see a guitar that runs out of [D] songs,
I'll be southbound and down, heading home.
Till _ [A] the stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord [D] calls me home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
Now _ _ [D] I'm keeping the faith to stay free,
cause I can't stay folded in this still [G] belief,
till I'm gone. _
Till I'm gone.
_ _ [D] You put me down in the land of the plenty,
need a good book and good old boys like [G] me,
till I'm gone.
_ _ Any [A] more stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] I was born to ramble and born to run,
still I can't forget where I [D] come from.
And all them good old folks that raised me,
they kept me covered in the prayers that [G] saved me.
You can play me rolling along,
but when you see a guitar that runs out of [D] songs,
I'll be southbound and down, heading home.
Till the [A] stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where [G] my soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [D] Take me home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [D] Take me home. _
_ _ _ Take me home. _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[G] I'm gonna be lost till the [D] good lord calls me home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Put me on a limb beneath a live oak tree,
watch the sun go down,
living free as a [G] breeze till I'm gone. _
Till I'm gone.
_ _ [D] Put me down young, young as a bear,
give me a new porch flank,
and just let me [G] be till I'm gone. _
Till I'm gone.
Any [A] more stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] I was born to ramble and born to run,
still I can't forget where I [D] come from.
And all them good old folks that raised me,
they kept me covered in the prayers that [G] saved me.
You can play me rolling along,
but when you see a guitar that runs out of [D] songs,
I'll be southbound and down, heading home.
Till _ [A] the stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord [D] calls me home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
Now _ _ [D] I'm keeping the faith to stay free,
cause I can't stay folded in this still [G] belief,
till I'm gone. _
Till I'm gone.
_ _ [D] You put me down in the land of the plenty,
need a good book and good old boys like [G] me,
till I'm gone.
_ _ Any [A] more stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where my [G] soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] I was born to ramble and born to run,
still I can't forget where I [D] come from.
And all them good old folks that raised me,
they kept me covered in the prayers that [G] saved me.
You can play me rolling along,
but when you see a guitar that runs out of [D] songs,
I'll be southbound and down, heading home.
Till the [A] stomping grounds that I grew up on
is where [G] my soul belongs,
till the good lord calls me [D] home and gone. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [D] Take me home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [D] Take me home. _
_ _ _ Take me home. _
_ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _