Chords for JD Crowe and The New South-Rock Salt and Nails-1975
Tempo:
83.3 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
C#m
C
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C] [G] [N]
[E] [F#] [G#m]
[A] [E]
On the banks of the river, where the willows hang down,
And the [C#m] wild birds all warble, [A] with a low [E] moaning sound.
Down [C#m] in the hollow, [A] where the [E] waters run cold,
It was there [A] I first listened, [E] to the lies that you told.
[A] [E]
Now I lie on my bed, and I see your sweet face.
[C#m] Lest I remember, [A] time cannot [E]
erase,
The letter [C#m] you wrote me, [A] it was [E] written in shame.
And to know that [A] you're conscious, [E] still echoes my name.
[A]
[E]
Now the nights are so long, and Lord's sorrow runs deep.
And [C#m] nothing is worse, [A] than a night [E] without sleep.
I'll walk [C#m] out alone, [A] and [E] look to the sky.
Too empty [A] to sing, [E] too lonesome to cry.
If the ladies were blackbirds, and the ladies were thrushes,
I'd [C#m] lie next to a rubber, [A] and a chilly [E] cold marsh,
If the [C#m] ladies were squirrels, [A] with a [E] high bushy tail.
I'd fill up [A] my shotgun, [E] with rocks salt and name.
[N]
[E] [F#] [G#m]
[A] [E]
On the banks of the river, where the willows hang down,
And the [C#m] wild birds all warble, [A] with a low [E] moaning sound.
Down [C#m] in the hollow, [A] where the [E] waters run cold,
It was there [A] I first listened, [E] to the lies that you told.
[A] [E]
Now I lie on my bed, and I see your sweet face.
[C#m] Lest I remember, [A] time cannot [E]
erase,
The letter [C#m] you wrote me, [A] it was [E] written in shame.
And to know that [A] you're conscious, [E] still echoes my name.
[A]
[E]
Now the nights are so long, and Lord's sorrow runs deep.
And [C#m] nothing is worse, [A] than a night [E] without sleep.
I'll walk [C#m] out alone, [A] and [E] look to the sky.
Too empty [A] to sing, [E] too lonesome to cry.
If the ladies were blackbirds, and the ladies were thrushes,
I'd [C#m] lie next to a rubber, [A] and a chilly [E] cold marsh,
If the [C#m] ladies were squirrels, [A] with a [E] high bushy tail.
I'd fill up [A] my shotgun, [E] with rocks salt and name.
[N]
Key:
E
A
C#m
C
G
E
A
C#m
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ [F#] _ [G#m] _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ On the banks of the river, _ where the willows hang down,
_ And the [C#m] wild birds all warble, _ _ [A] with a low [E] moaning sound.
_ _ Down [C#m] in the hollow, _ _ [A] where the [E] waters run cold,
_ It was there [A] I first listened, _ _ [E] to the lies that you told.
_ [A] _ [E] _ _
_ Now I lie on my bed, and I see your sweet face.
_ _ [C#m] Lest I remember, _ _ [A] time cannot [E]
erase,
_ _ The letter [C#m] you wrote me, [A] it was [E] written in shame.
_ _ And to know that [A] you're conscious, _ _ [E] still echoes my name. _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Now the nights are so _ long, and Lord's sorrow runs deep.
_ And [C#m] nothing is worse, [A] than a night [E] without sleep.
_ _ I'll walk [C#m] out alone, _ _ [A] and [E] look to the sky.
_ _ Too empty [A] to sing, _ _ [E] too lonesome to cry. _ _ _
_ If the ladies were blackbirds, _ _ and the ladies were _ thrushes,
I'd [C#m] lie next to a rubber, _ [A] and a chilly [E] cold marsh,
If the [C#m] ladies were _ squirrels, [A] with a [E] high bushy tail.
_ _ I'd fill up [A] my shotgun, _ _ [E] with rocks salt and name.
_ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [E] _ [F#] _ [G#m] _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ On the banks of the river, _ where the willows hang down,
_ And the [C#m] wild birds all warble, _ _ [A] with a low [E] moaning sound.
_ _ Down [C#m] in the hollow, _ _ [A] where the [E] waters run cold,
_ It was there [A] I first listened, _ _ [E] to the lies that you told.
_ [A] _ [E] _ _
_ Now I lie on my bed, and I see your sweet face.
_ _ [C#m] Lest I remember, _ _ [A] time cannot [E]
erase,
_ _ The letter [C#m] you wrote me, [A] it was [E] written in shame.
_ _ And to know that [A] you're conscious, _ _ [E] still echoes my name. _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Now the nights are so _ long, and Lord's sorrow runs deep.
_ And [C#m] nothing is worse, [A] than a night [E] without sleep.
_ _ I'll walk [C#m] out alone, _ _ [A] and [E] look to the sky.
_ _ Too empty [A] to sing, _ _ [E] too lonesome to cry. _ _ _
_ If the ladies were blackbirds, _ _ and the ladies were _ thrushes,
I'd [C#m] lie next to a rubber, _ [A] and a chilly [E] cold marsh,
If the [C#m] ladies were _ squirrels, [A] with a [E] high bushy tail.
_ _ I'd fill up [A] my shotgun, _ _ [E] with rocks salt and name.
_ _ _ [N] _
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