Dry Run Creek Chords by The Seldom Scene
Tempo:
97.95 bpm
Chords used:
E
D
B
G
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Bm] [G] [E]
Thirteen hundred died that day.
It took ten good men just to dig the grave.
They buried them shallow, they buried them deep.
They buried them next to dry run creeks.
And their [D] mamas cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
[D]
[E]
Well, they weren't just blue and they weren't just gray.
[B] Death took no sides when it came [E] that day.
They laid them down side by each.
They placed [B] no stones at their head [E] or feet.
And their [D] mamas cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
[G] [A#] [B] [E]
When the digging was through, they gathered [C#m] [E] round.
The lonesome dove made [B] the only [E] sound.
They said their prayers got to their feet.
They left their friends at dry run creek.
The war had been over for about a week.
The word hadn't gotten to dry run creek.
They fought and [B] died right to the end.
A battle that should have never [E] been.
And their [D] mamas cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
And their [D] mamas cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
Thirteen hundred died that day.
It took ten good men just to dig the grave.
They buried them shallow, they buried them deep.
They buried them next to dry run creeks.
And their [D] mamas cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
[D]
[E]
Well, they weren't just blue and they weren't just gray.
[B] Death took no sides when it came [E] that day.
They laid them down side by each.
They placed [B] no stones at their head [E] or feet.
And their [D] mamas cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
[G] [A#] [B] [E]
When the digging was through, they gathered [C#m] [E] round.
The lonesome dove made [B] the only [E] sound.
They said their prayers got to their feet.
They left their friends at dry run creek.
The war had been over for about a week.
The word hadn't gotten to dry run creek.
They fought and [B] died right to the end.
A battle that should have never [E] been.
And their [D] mamas cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
And their [D] mamas cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
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[Bm] _ [G] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
Thirteen hundred died that day.
_ It took ten good men just to dig the grave.
_ They buried them shallow, they buried them deep. _ _
They buried them next to dry run _ creeks.
And their [D] mamas _ _ _ cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas _ cried.
[D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Well, they weren't just blue and they weren't just gray.
_ [B] _ Death took no sides when it came [E] that day.
_ They laid them down side by _ _ each.
They placed [B] no stones at their head [E] or feet.
And their [D] mamas cried, _ _ _ _ [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ [A#] _ [B] _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ When the digging was through, they gathered [C#m] _ [E] round.
_ The lonesome dove made [B] the only [E] sound.
_ They said their prayers got to their feet.
_ _ They left their friends at dry run creek.
_ _ The war had been over for about a _ _ week.
The word hadn't gotten to dry run creek.
_ _ They fought and [B] died right to the _ end.
_ A battle that should have never [E] been.
And their [D] mamas cried, _ _ _ [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
And their [D] mamas cried, _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Thirteen hundred died that day.
_ It took ten good men just to dig the grave.
_ They buried them shallow, they buried them deep. _ _
They buried them next to dry run _ creeks.
And their [D] mamas _ _ _ cried, [E] oh my lord, how their mamas _ cried.
[D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Well, they weren't just blue and they weren't just gray.
_ [B] _ Death took no sides when it came [E] that day.
_ They laid them down side by _ _ each.
They placed [B] no stones at their head [E] or feet.
And their [D] mamas cried, _ _ _ _ [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ [A#] _ [B] _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ When the digging was through, they gathered [C#m] _ [E] round.
_ The lonesome dove made [B] the only [E] sound.
_ They said their prayers got to their feet.
_ _ They left their friends at dry run creek.
_ _ The war had been over for about a _ _ week.
The word hadn't gotten to dry run creek.
_ _ They fought and [B] died right to the _ end.
_ A battle that should have never [E] been.
And their [D] mamas cried, _ _ _ [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried.
And their [D] mamas cried, _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] oh my lord, how their mamas cried. _ _ _ _
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