Chords for Bury My Bones (Live) - Austin Williams
Tempo:
129.55 bpm
Chords used:
Em
D
E
G
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] [Em]
[E]
[Em] [F#m]
[G] My name is Austin [E] Williams and this is my reimagined version of Bury My Bones by Whiskey [G] Myers.
[Em]
[D] [G]
[Em]
[F#m]
[D] [Em]
If I die young, ride my mother on tell her [D] that I love her but my soul's [Em] gone home.
Take my vessel to [G] Henderson County, [D] drive real slow and take the long [B] way home.
Tell my kin to [E] pick up a [G] shovel, rustle [D] that sugar sand and bury [E] my bones.
Won't you [Em] bury my bones beneath these pines when it comes [D] time for you to bury [Em] my bones.
[F#m] [G]
[D] [Em] Don't throw me no funeral, [G] sister don't cry, I saw [D] that fatal brother [E] pass that shine.
Deep down in the [G]
hollow, pick the tallest pine, dig it real deep where the [E] roots touch
mine, cross the [Em] red river where it [D] opens wide with the heroin sales and the [E] charctile signs.
[A] Follow my [E] trail to the [G] silver stone and gather my [D] body when you bury [Em] my bones.
Won't you [E] bury [Em] my bones.
[D]
[Em] [D] [Em] [E]
[G]
[Em] If [E] I die young, [G] ride my mother on tell her that [D] I love her but my [E] soul's gone home.
Take my vessel [G] to Henderson County, drive real [D] slow and take the long way [B] home.
Tell my kin to [G] pick up a shovel, [D] rustle that sugar sand and bury [E] my bones.
Won't you bury [Em] my bones beneath [D] these pines when it comes time for you to bury [Em] my [D] bones.
[G]
[E] [Em] Oh, if I die [D] young.
[Em]
[E]
[Em] [F#m]
[G] My name is Austin [E] Williams and this is my reimagined version of Bury My Bones by Whiskey [G] Myers.
[Em]
[D] [G]
[Em]
[F#m]
[D] [Em]
If I die young, ride my mother on tell her [D] that I love her but my soul's [Em] gone home.
Take my vessel to [G] Henderson County, [D] drive real slow and take the long [B] way home.
Tell my kin to [E] pick up a [G] shovel, rustle [D] that sugar sand and bury [E] my bones.
Won't you [Em] bury my bones beneath these pines when it comes [D] time for you to bury [Em] my bones.
[F#m] [G]
[D] [Em] Don't throw me no funeral, [G] sister don't cry, I saw [D] that fatal brother [E] pass that shine.
Deep down in the [G]
hollow, pick the tallest pine, dig it real deep where the [E] roots touch
mine, cross the [Em] red river where it [D] opens wide with the heroin sales and the [E] charctile signs.
[A] Follow my [E] trail to the [G] silver stone and gather my [D] body when you bury [Em] my bones.
Won't you [E] bury [Em] my bones.
[D]
[Em] [D] [Em] [E]
[G]
[Em] If [E] I die young, [G] ride my mother on tell her that [D] I love her but my [E] soul's gone home.
Take my vessel [G] to Henderson County, drive real [D] slow and take the long way [B] home.
Tell my kin to [G] pick up a shovel, [D] rustle that sugar sand and bury [E] my bones.
Won't you bury [Em] my bones beneath [D] these pines when it comes time for you to bury [Em] my [D] bones.
[G]
[E] [Em] Oh, if I die [D] young.
[Em]
Key:
Em
D
E
G
F#m
Em
D
E
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [G] My name is Austin [E] Williams and this is my reimagined version of Bury My Bones by Whiskey [G] Myers.
_ _ [Em] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
If I die young, ride my mother on tell her [D] that I love her but my soul's [Em] gone home.
Take my vessel to [G] Henderson County, [D] drive real slow and take the long [B] way home.
Tell my kin to [E] pick up a [G] shovel, rustle [D] that sugar sand and bury [E] my bones.
Won't you [Em] bury my bones beneath these pines when it comes [D] time for you to bury [Em] my bones.
[F#m] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Em] _ Don't throw me no funeral, [G] sister don't cry, I saw [D] that fatal brother [E] pass that shine.
Deep down in the [G]
hollow, pick the tallest pine, dig it real deep where the [E] roots touch
mine, cross the [Em] red river where it [D] opens wide with the heroin sales and the [E] charctile signs.
[A] Follow my [E] trail to the [G] silver stone and gather my [D] body when you bury [Em] my bones.
Won't you [E] bury [Em] my bones.
[D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [E] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ If [E] I die young, [G] ride my mother on tell her that [D] I love her but my [E] soul's gone home.
Take my vessel [G] to Henderson County, drive real [D] slow and take the long way [B] home.
Tell my kin to [G] pick up a shovel, [D] rustle that sugar sand and bury [E] my bones.
Won't you bury [Em] my bones beneath [D] these pines when it comes time for you to bury [Em] my _ _ [D] _ _ bones.
[G] _ _
_ [E] _ _ [Em] _ Oh, if I die [D] young. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ [G] My name is Austin [E] Williams and this is my reimagined version of Bury My Bones by Whiskey [G] Myers.
_ _ [Em] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
If I die young, ride my mother on tell her [D] that I love her but my soul's [Em] gone home.
Take my vessel to [G] Henderson County, [D] drive real slow and take the long [B] way home.
Tell my kin to [E] pick up a [G] shovel, rustle [D] that sugar sand and bury [E] my bones.
Won't you [Em] bury my bones beneath these pines when it comes [D] time for you to bury [Em] my bones.
[F#m] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Em] _ Don't throw me no funeral, [G] sister don't cry, I saw [D] that fatal brother [E] pass that shine.
Deep down in the [G]
hollow, pick the tallest pine, dig it real deep where the [E] roots touch
mine, cross the [Em] red river where it [D] opens wide with the heroin sales and the [E] charctile signs.
[A] Follow my [E] trail to the [G] silver stone and gather my [D] body when you bury [Em] my bones.
Won't you [E] bury [Em] my bones.
[D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [E] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ If [E] I die young, [G] ride my mother on tell her that [D] I love her but my [E] soul's gone home.
Take my vessel [G] to Henderson County, drive real [D] slow and take the long way [B] home.
Tell my kin to [G] pick up a shovel, [D] rustle that sugar sand and bury [E] my bones.
Won't you bury [Em] my bones beneath [D] these pines when it comes time for you to bury [Em] my _ _ [D] _ _ bones.
[G] _ _
_ [E] _ _ [Em] _ Oh, if I die [D] young. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _