Chords for Green Eyed Gal
Tempo:
83.1 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#m
E
D
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [F#m]
[A]
[F#m] [A]
[E] [D] [A]
I [F#m] was born down [A] in Georgia, a lonely [E] gator crying, [D] was my [A] lullaby.
We [A] met in a graveyard [D] on a foggy [A] winter morning, [E] I was forced to [F#m] mind.
[A] Oh, where have you [B] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and [E] the way [F#m] that it fell.
Heard a [A] cannon blast rock the [F#m] gates of hell, and I tasted [E] blood and [F#m] death on my trail.
And [A]
[F#m]
[F#m] [A]
[E] [D] [A]
[F#m] we wed in [A] the springtime, [E] and she wore flowers [D] in her hair, [A] and I swear [D] I'll never [A] leave you, babe.
But [D] the war called [A] my name and [E] I didn't [F#m] know the name.
Oh, where have you [F#] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the [F#m] way that it fell.
Heard a cannon [E] blast rock [F#m] the gates of hell, and I [E] tasted blood and death [F#m] on my trail.
And
[A]
[F#m] [A]
[F#m] [A]
[E] [C#m] [A]
[F#m] bullets fly [A] through the gray sky, and [E] I lay broken on the cold [A] virginia ground.
And I don't know how I got here, [D] Lord of Thorn.
I'm back in Georgia [E] staring in my [F#m] darling's eyes.
Oh, where have [E] you gone, [F#m] my great night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the way [F#m] that it fell.
Heard a cannon blast rock the gates of hell, [B] and I tasted blood and death on my trail.
[A] [F#m]
[A] [F#m]
[A] [E]
[D] [A] [F#m]
The Union Army [A] left our bodies, and [E] I heard crying, [D] God, have mercy.
[A] Oh, [D]
felt in [A] my breast pocket a [D] pounding tone.
[A] Thought of you and [E] died it passed, singing a [D] lonesome [F#m] tune.
Oh, [D] where have you [E] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the [F#m] way that it fell.
Heard a cannon [E] blast rock [F#m] the gates of hell, and I tasted blood and death on my trail.
Oh, little girl, I am gone, remember me well.
[A]
[F#m] [A]
[E] [D] [A]
I [F#m] was born down [A] in Georgia, a lonely [E] gator crying, [D] was my [A] lullaby.
We [A] met in a graveyard [D] on a foggy [A] winter morning, [E] I was forced to [F#m] mind.
[A] Oh, where have you [B] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and [E] the way [F#m] that it fell.
Heard a [A] cannon blast rock the [F#m] gates of hell, and I tasted [E] blood and [F#m] death on my trail.
And [A]
[F#m]
[F#m] [A]
[E] [D] [A]
[F#m] we wed in [A] the springtime, [E] and she wore flowers [D] in her hair, [A] and I swear [D] I'll never [A] leave you, babe.
But [D] the war called [A] my name and [E] I didn't [F#m] know the name.
Oh, where have you [F#] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the [F#m] way that it fell.
Heard a cannon [E] blast rock [F#m] the gates of hell, and I [E] tasted blood and death [F#m] on my trail.
And
[A]
[F#m] [A]
[F#m] [A]
[E] [C#m] [A]
[F#m] bullets fly [A] through the gray sky, and [E] I lay broken on the cold [A] virginia ground.
And I don't know how I got here, [D] Lord of Thorn.
I'm back in Georgia [E] staring in my [F#m] darling's eyes.
Oh, where have [E] you gone, [F#m] my great night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the way [F#m] that it fell.
Heard a cannon blast rock the gates of hell, [B] and I tasted blood and death on my trail.
[A] [F#m]
[A] [F#m]
[A] [E]
[D] [A] [F#m]
The Union Army [A] left our bodies, and [E] I heard crying, [D] God, have mercy.
[A] Oh, [D]
felt in [A] my breast pocket a [D] pounding tone.
[A] Thought of you and [E] died it passed, singing a [D] lonesome [F#m] tune.
Oh, [D] where have you [E] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the [F#m] way that it fell.
Heard a cannon [E] blast rock [F#m] the gates of hell, and I tasted blood and death on my trail.
Oh, little girl, I am gone, remember me well.
Key:
A
F#m
E
D
B
A
F#m
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ I [F#m] _ was born down [A] in Georgia, a lonely [E] gator crying, _ [D] was my _ [A] lullaby.
We [A] met in a graveyard [D] on a _ foggy [A] winter morning, [E] I was forced to [F#m] mind.
_ [A] Oh, where have you [B] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and [E] the way [F#m] that it fell.
_ Heard a [A] cannon blast rock the [F#m] gates of hell, and I tasted [E] blood and [F#m] death on my trail.
And _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] we wed in [A] the springtime, [E] and she wore flowers [D] in her hair, [A] and I swear [D] I'll never [A] leave you, babe.
But [D] the war called [A] my name and [E] I didn't [F#m] know the name.
Oh, _ where have you [F#] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the [F#m] way that it fell.
Heard a cannon [E] blast rock [F#m] the gates of hell, _ and I [E] tasted blood and death [F#m] on my trail.
And _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] bullets fly [A] through the gray sky, and [E] I lay broken _ on the cold [A] virginia ground.
And I don't know how I got here, [D] Lord of Thorn.
I'm back in Georgia [E] staring in my [F#m] darling's eyes. _
Oh, where have [E] you gone, [F#m] my great night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the way [F#m] that it fell.
Heard a cannon blast rock the gates of hell, _ [B] and I tasted blood and death on my trail. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m]
The Union Army [A] left our bodies, and [E] I heard crying, _ [D] God, have mercy.
[A] Oh, [D]
felt in [A] my breast pocket a [D] pounding _ tone.
[A] Thought of you and [E] died it passed, singing a [D] lonesome [F#m] tune.
Oh, _ _ [D] where have you [E] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the [F#m] way that it fell.
Heard a cannon [E] blast rock [F#m] the gates of hell, and I tasted blood and death on my trail.
Oh, little girl, I am gone, remember me well. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _
_ I [F#m] _ was born down [A] in Georgia, a lonely [E] gator crying, _ [D] was my _ [A] lullaby.
We [A] met in a graveyard [D] on a _ foggy [A] winter morning, [E] I was forced to [F#m] mind.
_ [A] Oh, where have you [B] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and [E] the way [F#m] that it fell.
_ Heard a [A] cannon blast rock the [F#m] gates of hell, and I tasted [E] blood and [F#m] death on my trail.
And _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [D] _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] we wed in [A] the springtime, [E] and she wore flowers [D] in her hair, [A] and I swear [D] I'll never [A] leave you, babe.
But [D] the war called [A] my name and [E] I didn't [F#m] know the name.
Oh, _ where have you [F#] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the [F#m] way that it fell.
Heard a cannon [E] blast rock [F#m] the gates of hell, _ and I [E] tasted blood and death [F#m] on my trail.
And _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [F#m] bullets fly [A] through the gray sky, and [E] I lay broken _ on the cold [A] virginia ground.
And I don't know how I got here, [D] Lord of Thorn.
I'm back in Georgia [E] staring in my [F#m] darling's eyes. _
Oh, where have [E] you gone, [F#m] my great night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the way [F#m] that it fell.
Heard a cannon blast rock the gates of hell, _ [B] and I tasted blood and death on my trail. _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [F#m]
The Union Army [A] left our bodies, and [E] I heard crying, _ [D] God, have mercy.
[A] Oh, [D]
felt in [A] my breast pocket a [D] pounding _ tone.
[A] Thought of you and [E] died it passed, singing a [D] lonesome [F#m] tune.
Oh, _ _ [D] where have you [E] gone, my great [F#m] night gale?
I [A] remember your skin and the [F#m] way that it fell.
Heard a cannon [E] blast rock [F#m] the gates of hell, and I tasted blood and death on my trail.
Oh, little girl, I am gone, remember me well. _ _ _ _