Bottomless Well Chords by Bobby Bare
Tempo:
63.85 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
A
D
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
They say there he sits in his big white wicker rocker
Eating candy-coated cashews, sipping [C] orange lemonade
[G] While a sweet young thing fans the fly from off his eyebrows
He's dozing in the green catawba shade
Lord, they say that Jesse Langtree's [C] got it made
A little bit south of the old Kitchobee
[G] There's a story that [C] the swamp folks tell
About a mean old man
Named [F] Jesse Langtree
And a [G] sweet young babe
And [C] a bottomless well, that water's cold
But [G] that don't [Dm] matter how deep it is
[G] No [C] one can tell, just drop a stone
You'll never [F] hear it splatter
It just falls down, [G] down forever
And a [C] bottomless well, through fifteen miles
Of snakes [Gm] and gators
With a raging fever
[G] And a trembling [C] chills
I wandered lost through the old [F] Kitchobee
And there I [G] seen him, sitting there by the bottomless [C] well
[G] Yeah, now there he sits in his big white wicker rocker
Eating his candy coated cashews, sipping [A] orange [C] lemonade
[G] While that sweet young thing fans the fly from off his eyebrows
He's dozing in the green catawba shade
Lord, I swear that Jesse [C] Langtree's got it made
Oh, let's hear [D] it for Jesse now
I asked her for [A] a drink of water
And as Jesse slept, me and her, we [D] talked the spell
She said that she was his [G] wife and daughter
But his [A] heart was cold
Cold and dark as the [D] bottomless well
And as he slept, I [A] bent to kiss her
I heard a loud and [D] jealous yell
Felt my head explode [G] in darkness
Two big [A] hairy arms picked me up
Dragged me [D] to the bottomless well
Well I woke up, and fear [A] and trembling
I was staring down into [Dm] the jaws of hell
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Eating candy-coated cashews, sipping [C] orange lemonade
[G] While a sweet young thing fans the fly from off his eyebrows
He's dozing in the green catawba shade
Lord, they say that Jesse Langtree's [C] got it made
A little bit south of the old Kitchobee
[G] There's a story that [C] the swamp folks tell
About a mean old man
Named [F] Jesse Langtree
And a [G] sweet young babe
And [C] a bottomless well, that water's cold
But [G] that don't [Dm] matter how deep it is
[G] No [C] one can tell, just drop a stone
You'll never [F] hear it splatter
It just falls down, [G] down forever
And a [C] bottomless well, through fifteen miles
Of snakes [Gm] and gators
With a raging fever
[G] And a trembling [C] chills
I wandered lost through the old [F] Kitchobee
And there I [G] seen him, sitting there by the bottomless [C] well
[G] Yeah, now there he sits in his big white wicker rocker
Eating his candy coated cashews, sipping [A] orange [C] lemonade
[G] While that sweet young thing fans the fly from off his eyebrows
He's dozing in the green catawba shade
Lord, I swear that Jesse [C] Langtree's got it made
Oh, let's hear [D] it for Jesse now
I asked her for [A] a drink of water
And as Jesse slept, me and her, we [D] talked the spell
She said that she was his [G] wife and daughter
But his [A] heart was cold
Cold and dark as the [D] bottomless well
And as he slept, I [A] bent to kiss her
I heard a loud and [D] jealous yell
Felt my head explode [G] in darkness
Two big [A] hairy arms picked me up
Dragged me [D] to the bottomless well
Well I woke up, and fear [A] and trembling
I was staring down into [Dm] the jaws of hell
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Key:
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They say there he sits in his big white wicker rocker
Eating candy-coated cashews, sipping [C] orange lemonade
[G] While a sweet young thing fans the fly from off his eyebrows
He's dozing in the green catawba shade
Lord, they say that Jesse Langtree's [C] got it made
_ A little bit south _ of the old Kitchobee
_ [G] There's a story that [C] the swamp folks tell
About a mean old man
Named [F] Jesse Langtree
And a [G] sweet young babe
And [C] a bottomless well, _ that water's cold
But [G] that don't [Dm] matter how deep it is
[G] No [C] one can tell, just drop a stone
You'll never [F] hear it splatter
It just falls down, [G] down forever
And a [C] bottomless well, _ through fifteen miles
Of snakes [Gm] and gators
With a raging fever
[G] And a trembling [C] chills
I wandered lost through the old [F] _ Kitchobee
And there I [G] seen him, sitting there by the bottomless [C] well
_ [G] Yeah, now there he sits in his big white wicker rocker
Eating his candy coated cashews, sipping [A] orange [C] lemonade
_ [G] While that sweet young thing fans the fly from off his eyebrows
He's dozing in the green catawba shade
_ Lord, I swear that Jesse [C] Langtree's got it made
_ Oh, let's hear [D] it for Jesse now _
_ _ _ I asked her for [A] a drink of water
_ And as Jesse slept, me and her, we [D] talked the spell
She said that she was his [G] wife and daughter
But his [A] heart was cold
Cold and dark as the [D] bottomless well
And as he slept, I [A] bent to kiss her
I heard a loud and [D] jealous yell
_ Felt my _ head explode [G] in darkness
Two big [A] hairy arms picked me up
Dragged me [D] to the bottomless well
Well I woke up, and fear [A] and trembling
I was staring down into [Dm] the jaws of hell
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Eating candy-coated cashews, sipping [C] orange lemonade
[G] While a sweet young thing fans the fly from off his eyebrows
He's dozing in the green catawba shade
Lord, they say that Jesse Langtree's [C] got it made
_ A little bit south _ of the old Kitchobee
_ [G] There's a story that [C] the swamp folks tell
About a mean old man
Named [F] Jesse Langtree
And a [G] sweet young babe
And [C] a bottomless well, _ that water's cold
But [G] that don't [Dm] matter how deep it is
[G] No [C] one can tell, just drop a stone
You'll never [F] hear it splatter
It just falls down, [G] down forever
And a [C] bottomless well, _ through fifteen miles
Of snakes [Gm] and gators
With a raging fever
[G] And a trembling [C] chills
I wandered lost through the old [F] _ Kitchobee
And there I [G] seen him, sitting there by the bottomless [C] well
_ [G] Yeah, now there he sits in his big white wicker rocker
Eating his candy coated cashews, sipping [A] orange [C] lemonade
_ [G] While that sweet young thing fans the fly from off his eyebrows
He's dozing in the green catawba shade
_ Lord, I swear that Jesse [C] Langtree's got it made
_ Oh, let's hear [D] it for Jesse now _
_ _ _ I asked her for [A] a drink of water
_ And as Jesse slept, me and her, we [D] talked the spell
She said that she was his [G] wife and daughter
But his [A] heart was cold
Cold and dark as the [D] bottomless well
And as he slept, I [A] bent to kiss her
I heard a loud and [D] jealous yell
_ Felt my _ head explode [G] in darkness
Two big [A] hairy arms picked me up
Dragged me [D] to the bottomless well
Well I woke up, and fear [A] and trembling
I was staring down into [Dm] the jaws of hell
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