Chords for Chris Smither - "Statesboro Blues" ,Lage Vuursche, In The Woods 23 November 2013

This is by Blind Willie McTell. _
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_ Willie McTell was from Georgia and not that far from Statesboro.
This is called Statesboro Blue.
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_ _ wake up mama, turn your lamp down low. _
_ _ [G] Wake up mama, turn your lamp [D] down low. _ _
_ [E] Yeah, you got the nerve to drive a good [D] man from your door. _ _ _
_ Bigoted little Savannah, big and nonstop.
You should have seen that total five on the board.
It's got all [G] night you work over in the porch.
I'm in my traveling [D] shoes. _ _ _
_ Yeah, you know about that mama.
I got them old Statesboro Blues. _ _
_ _ My mama got them, daddy got them, auntie got them, uncle got them too.
[G] I woke up this morning, I had them old [D] Statesboro Blues. _ _
_ [E] And I looked over in the corner, my poor granddaddy [D] had them too. _ _ _
Yes, he did. _ _ _
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_ You know I fed you when you were hungry, baby.
Hold you when you were sad, gave you everything, mama, that I ever had.
You [G] know I did.
You never helped [D] me at all. _ _
_ Now give me back that wig I bought you, let your god damn head go bald. _ _
_ Cause I can't be no bank boss and no superintendent.
I can't even work on no commissary counter, baby, up on no temple.
I [G] promise the good Lord I wouldn't [D] dig no coal. _ _
_ [G] You know I'm going up country, baby, I'm going to find myself a [D] jelly roll. _ _
_ They got [C] the church bells [A] ringing, the secretary singing,
the preacher preaching, can't you hear them sisters [G] shouting, they got children to do.
They been [D] trying to learn a song, _ _ [E] that low down dirty deacon done stole my [D] gal and gone. _ _
_ _ Daddy died, he left me reckless.
_ Mama died, she left me wild.
[G] Daddy left me reckless, my mama [D] died, left me wild, wild, wild.
[G] I know I ain't good looking, but I'm some woman's [D] angel child. _
_ So when you wake up, turn it down.
Wake up, turn your lamp down low.
[G] Wake up, mama, turn your [D] lamp down low. _
_ _ [E] Yeah, you got the nerve, you got the nerve, you got the nerve to drive a good [D] band from your door. _ _
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