Chords for Country Gentlemen, The - Ellen Smith (1960)
Tempo:
130.25 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Am
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F] [C]
How was she found?
[F]
Shot [C] through the heart, lying cold on the ground.
Her claws were scattered and found on the [F] ground.
The blood marks the [C] spot where poor Ellen was found.
[Am]
[F] [C]
They picked up the rifles and hunted me down.
[F] They found [C] me loafing all around the town.
They picked up her body and [Am] carried it away.
[F] And now she [C] is sleeping in some lonesome old grave.
[F] [C]
[C] I read her yesterday, I [Am] read it today.
[F] The flowers on [C] her grave have all faded away.
Someday I'll go home and say it when I [F] go.
On poor [C] Ellen's grave, pretty flowers I'll stow.
[Am]
[F] [C]
I've been in this prison for 20 long [D] years.
Each night I [C] see Ellen through my bitter tears.
The warden just told me that soon I'll be free
[F] to go up [C] to her grave, near that old oak [Am] tree.
[C]
[F] [C]
My days in this prison are ending at [F] last.
I'll never be free from the sins of my past.
Poor Ellen Smith, how was she [F] found?
Shot [C] through the heart, [D] left cold [C] on the ground.
How was she found?
[F]
Shot [C] through the heart, lying cold on the ground.
Her claws were scattered and found on the [F] ground.
The blood marks the [C] spot where poor Ellen was found.
[Am]
[F] [C]
They picked up the rifles and hunted me down.
[F] They found [C] me loafing all around the town.
They picked up her body and [Am] carried it away.
[F] And now she [C] is sleeping in some lonesome old grave.
[F] [C]
[C] I read her yesterday, I [Am] read it today.
[F] The flowers on [C] her grave have all faded away.
Someday I'll go home and say it when I [F] go.
On poor [C] Ellen's grave, pretty flowers I'll stow.
[Am]
[F] [C]
I've been in this prison for 20 long [D] years.
Each night I [C] see Ellen through my bitter tears.
The warden just told me that soon I'll be free
[F] to go up [C] to her grave, near that old oak [Am] tree.
[C]
[F] [C]
My days in this prison are ending at [F] last.
I'll never be free from the sins of my past.
Poor Ellen Smith, how was she [F] found?
Shot [C] through the heart, [D] left cold [C] on the ground.
Key:
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_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ How was she found?
[F]
Shot [C] through the heart, lying cold on the ground. _
Her claws were scattered and found on the [F] ground.
The blood marks the [C] spot where poor Ellen was found.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ They picked up the rifles and hunted me down.
[F] They found [C] me loafing all around the town.
_ They picked up her body and [Am] carried it away.
[F] And now she [C] is sleeping in some lonesome old grave. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ I read her yesterday, I [Am] read it today.
[F] The flowers on [C] her grave have all faded away. _ _
Someday I'll go home and say it when I [F] go.
On poor [C] Ellen's grave, pretty flowers I'll stow. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I've been in this prison for 20 long [D] years.
Each night I [C] see Ellen through my bitter _ tears.
The warden just told me that soon I'll be free
[F] to go up [C] to her grave, near that old oak [Am] tree. _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ My days in this prison are ending at [F] last.
I'll never be free from the sins of my past. _
Poor Ellen Smith, how was she [F] found?
Shot [C] through the heart, [D] left cold [C] on the ground. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ How was she found?
[F]
Shot [C] through the heart, lying cold on the ground. _
Her claws were scattered and found on the [F] ground.
The blood marks the [C] spot where poor Ellen was found.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ They picked up the rifles and hunted me down.
[F] They found [C] me loafing all around the town.
_ They picked up her body and [Am] carried it away.
[F] And now she [C] is sleeping in some lonesome old grave. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ I read her yesterday, I [Am] read it today.
[F] The flowers on [C] her grave have all faded away. _ _
Someday I'll go home and say it when I [F] go.
On poor [C] Ellen's grave, pretty flowers I'll stow. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I've been in this prison for 20 long [D] years.
Each night I [C] see Ellen through my bitter _ tears.
The warden just told me that soon I'll be free
[F] to go up [C] to her grave, near that old oak [Am] tree. _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ My days in this prison are ending at [F] last.
I'll never be free from the sins of my past. _
Poor Ellen Smith, how was she [F] found?
Shot [C] through the heart, [D] left cold [C] on the ground. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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