Chords for John Brown (2 cam) - Dylan & The Dead - 7-12-1987 Giants Stadium, NY (set3-07)

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_ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _ _ This [Cm] man must show [Dm] up down the hill.
_ [G] His [F] skirts are thin and [Dm] tall, his uniform and all.
This man must live without [G] you [Dm] and me.
_ _ Son, you look so fine, [Am] and grab your sun [G]-mat.
[F] You work together, save [G] your game [D] again.
[Dm] _ _ [F] You work together, save [G] [F] your game.
You work together, save your game.
You put him on the wall, [Dm] you get home.
_ _ The train pulled out, [G] and [F] his mind began to stop. _
Telling everybody in the neighborhood,
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_ _ He's a soldier now you know.
He's been with the Americans all this time.
_ _ Well, let us advocate,
That little one's in the wild.
She's trying to do the [G] people what [Dm] they saw.
_ I'm so afraid to fight her son, with his uniform and [G] gun.
[Dm] And I think she called that girl, Essie Moore. _ _ _
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Oh, my.
_ _ _ _ [Am] Her love's got to be done, for a long time they [Dm] didn't know.
It seems to come for about ten months or more.
_ And I let her fight [G] again, and good [Dm] now I need the game.
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Their son's a gun and hole, but I'm a whore. _ _
Well, I went right down, she looked all around.
She did not see her [G] son's [Dm] gun inside.
_ And I thought her people [G] passed.
She [F] saw her son in there, and what she did,
She could [G] not believe her [F] eyes.
_ Well, his face was all shot [G] up, and his [F] hands were blood-drenched all along.
And he was wounded, bit her face, [G] around [Dm] his waist.
_ And he tried to best to stay, [G] but [Dm] his mouth could hardly move.
And her father begged to turn [G] her face [Dm] away.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ he called me, my daughter's son.
[G] _ [Dm] Tell me, what's it done?
Where is it that you come to be this way?
_ And he tried to best to [G] talk, but [Dm] his mouth could hardly move.
And his mother begged to turn her head away.
_ _ _ I'm sure when I was [G] small, [Dm] I haven't asked the Lord,
What it was the best thing I could do.
_ [G] [D] It was [Dm] right down the meadow, man.
I was a little boy, in a little home, up in the mountains.
You were there, standing in my shoes.
_ I thought what I would do, was find my boy here.
If I wanted to kill somebody, I'd have to try.
_ But the bullet scared me most, with my enemy in my throat,
_ I thought that his face would tell my lies. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [D] _ _ [Dm] When I put on everything, you know, I thought the bullet had spoken.
I was less of a coward than I'd planned.
And then the bullet hit me in the head.
_ And spread like a storm, and slid behind the roof.
And the bullet flies away.
_ _ Well, as I turned to walk, and the bullet still had shot.
Down everybody. _
_ _ And as he lay down, and as I called to go,
He dropped his nails down into her head.
_ _ And he killed her.
And he killed _ her.
And he [Fm] killed her.
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