Greystone Chapel Chords by Marty Stuart And His Fabulous Superlatives
Tempo:
86.35 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
E
Bm
A#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B] Now deep inside that record is a song called Greystone Chapel, which was written about the prison's church by an inmate who was serving time at Folsom
The man's name was Glenn Shirley
Now preacher named Floyd Gressett presented the song to John the night before the recording took place
Shirley knew nothing about it, but a day later John recorded Glenn Shirley's song Greystone Chapel
I got to meet Shirley after he was released
A few years after meeting him I played a show in the town of Folsom, California
Day after my concert the governor had arranged a tour for me inside the walls of Folsom prison
One of the first places I asked to see was Greystone Chapel as I stood at the altar
Glenn Shirley's words from our meeting echoed in my mind
He said the worst kind of prison a person can be in is the prison of self
To be in bondage to something or somebody enough that it leaves you desperate with no peace no hope
Glenn Shirley went on to say that he found his peace at Greystone Chapel.
Here's mr.
Glenn Shirley's song
[F#]
[A#] [B] [E]
[F#] [B] [F#]
[B] [E]
[F#] [B] There's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
The house of worship in this [Bm] den of [F#] sin
You [B] wouldn't think that God had a place here at Folsom
But [E] he saved the [F#] souls of many [B] lost men
And there's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
Stands a hundred years old made of [F#] granite rock
[B] Takes the ring of keys to move them here at Folsom
[E] But the door to the [F#] house of God is [B] never locked
Inside [F#] the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [F#] has set [B] my soul free
[F#]
[B] [Bm] [E]
[F#] [B] There's men here who don't ever worship
There's men here who scoff at the [F#] ones who pray
Whoa, [B] but I got down on my knees in that Greystone Chapel
And [E] I thank the [F#] Lord for helping [B] me stay
There's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
Has a touch of God's hand on [F#] every stone
[B] It's a flower of life to feel the darkness
[E] And it's [Bm] giving [F#] me the strength to [B] carry on
[E] [F#] Inside the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [F#] has set [Bm] my soul free
[B] [E] [F#] Inside the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [Bm] has [F#] set [B] my soul free
The man's name was Glenn Shirley
Now preacher named Floyd Gressett presented the song to John the night before the recording took place
Shirley knew nothing about it, but a day later John recorded Glenn Shirley's song Greystone Chapel
I got to meet Shirley after he was released
A few years after meeting him I played a show in the town of Folsom, California
Day after my concert the governor had arranged a tour for me inside the walls of Folsom prison
One of the first places I asked to see was Greystone Chapel as I stood at the altar
Glenn Shirley's words from our meeting echoed in my mind
He said the worst kind of prison a person can be in is the prison of self
To be in bondage to something or somebody enough that it leaves you desperate with no peace no hope
Glenn Shirley went on to say that he found his peace at Greystone Chapel.
Here's mr.
Glenn Shirley's song
[F#]
[A#] [B] [E]
[F#] [B] [F#]
[B] [E]
[F#] [B] There's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
The house of worship in this [Bm] den of [F#] sin
You [B] wouldn't think that God had a place here at Folsom
But [E] he saved the [F#] souls of many [B] lost men
And there's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
Stands a hundred years old made of [F#] granite rock
[B] Takes the ring of keys to move them here at Folsom
[E] But the door to the [F#] house of God is [B] never locked
Inside [F#] the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [F#] has set [B] my soul free
[F#]
[B] [Bm] [E]
[F#] [B] There's men here who don't ever worship
There's men here who scoff at the [F#] ones who pray
Whoa, [B] but I got down on my knees in that Greystone Chapel
And [E] I thank the [F#] Lord for helping [B] me stay
There's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
Has a touch of God's hand on [F#] every stone
[B] It's a flower of life to feel the darkness
[E] And it's [Bm] giving [F#] me the strength to [B] carry on
[E] [F#] Inside the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [F#] has set [Bm] my soul free
[B] [E] [F#] Inside the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [Bm] has [F#] set [B] my soul free
Key:
B
F#
E
Bm
A#
B
F#
E
[B] Now deep inside that record is a song called Greystone Chapel, which was written about the prison's church by an inmate who was serving time at Folsom
The man's name was Glenn Shirley
Now preacher named Floyd Gressett presented the song to John the night before the recording took place
Shirley knew nothing about it, but a day later John recorded Glenn Shirley's song Greystone Chapel
I got to meet Shirley after he was released
A few years after meeting him I played a show in the town of Folsom, California
Day after my concert the governor had arranged a tour for me inside the walls of Folsom prison
One of the first places I asked to see was Greystone Chapel as I stood at the altar
Glenn Shirley's words from our meeting echoed in my mind
He said the worst kind of prison a person can be in is the prison of self
To be in bondage to something or somebody enough that it leaves you desperate with no peace no hope
Glenn Shirley went on to say that he found his peace at Greystone Chapel.
Here's mr.
Glenn Shirley's song
_ [F#] _ _
_ [A#] _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ There's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
_ The house of worship in this [Bm] den of [F#] sin
You [B] wouldn't think that God had a place here at Folsom
But [E] he saved the [F#] souls of many [B] lost men
And there's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
Stands a hundred years old made of [F#] granite rock
_ [B] Takes the ring of keys to move them here at Folsom
_ [E] But the door to the [F#] house of God is [B] never locked
_ Inside [F#] the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [F#] has set [B] my soul free
_ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ There's men here who don't ever worship
_ There's men here who scoff at the [F#] ones who pray
Whoa, [B] but I got down on my knees in that Greystone Chapel
And [E] I thank the [F#] Lord for helping [B] me stay
_ There's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
_ Has a touch of God's hand on [F#] every stone
_ [B] It's a flower of life to feel the darkness
_ [E] And it's [Bm] giving [F#] me the strength to [B] carry on
_ [E] [F#] Inside the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [F#] has set [Bm] my soul free
[B] _ [E] [F#] Inside the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [Bm] has [F#] set [B] my soul free _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The man's name was Glenn Shirley
Now preacher named Floyd Gressett presented the song to John the night before the recording took place
Shirley knew nothing about it, but a day later John recorded Glenn Shirley's song Greystone Chapel
I got to meet Shirley after he was released
A few years after meeting him I played a show in the town of Folsom, California
Day after my concert the governor had arranged a tour for me inside the walls of Folsom prison
One of the first places I asked to see was Greystone Chapel as I stood at the altar
Glenn Shirley's words from our meeting echoed in my mind
He said the worst kind of prison a person can be in is the prison of self
To be in bondage to something or somebody enough that it leaves you desperate with no peace no hope
Glenn Shirley went on to say that he found his peace at Greystone Chapel.
Here's mr.
Glenn Shirley's song
_ [F#] _ _
_ [A#] _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ There's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
_ The house of worship in this [Bm] den of [F#] sin
You [B] wouldn't think that God had a place here at Folsom
But [E] he saved the [F#] souls of many [B] lost men
And there's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
Stands a hundred years old made of [F#] granite rock
_ [B] Takes the ring of keys to move them here at Folsom
_ [E] But the door to the [F#] house of God is [B] never locked
_ Inside [F#] the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [F#] has set [B] my soul free
_ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ There's men here who don't ever worship
_ There's men here who scoff at the [F#] ones who pray
Whoa, [B] but I got down on my knees in that Greystone Chapel
And [E] I thank the [F#] Lord for helping [B] me stay
_ There's a Greystone Chapel here at Folsom
_ Has a touch of God's hand on [F#] every stone
_ [B] It's a flower of life to feel the darkness
_ [E] And it's [Bm] giving [F#] me the strength to [B] carry on
_ [E] [F#] Inside the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [F#] has set [Bm] my soul free
[B] _ [E] [F#] Inside the walls of a prison [B] my body may be
[E] But the Lord [Bm] has [F#] set [B] my soul free _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _