New Cut Road Chords by Johnny Cash

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[B] He's a backwoods rounder and a breaker of mules.
_ Holman Bonner's got a wore out bow.
[E] He's been playing all day down the new [C#m] cut road. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Holman's little sister said, you better act right, Colman.
[B] Daddy's gone to Louisville.
He'll be back tonight.
He's gonna get another wagon and a good pair of mules.
[E] And we gonna move to Texas.
We just waiting on you.
_ Holman's daddy pulled up in the yard.
He [B] said, pack up your lives, kids.
It's getting too hard.
_ Kentucky's all right, but there's too many people.
[E] Well, just the other day, I thought I saw church people.
_ Holman said, daddy, don't you worry about me.
I'm [B] gonna stay here in Kentucky till the day I die.
I'm gonna drink that sour mash.
I'm gonna race that mare [E] and find that woman
with the fox red hair.
Now, y'all been moving west since the day you got married.
Well, [B] I'm getting off the wagon, daddy.
I'm too old to be carried.
Gonna stay here in Kentucky where the bluegrass grows.
I'm [E] gonna play it all night down the new cut road. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Holman's daddy said, now, what's it all coming to?
[B] Young people these days, they're just as stubborn as mules.
You can't make them go.
No, it's too old for that.
[E] It's that damned old fiddle and that folded hat.
_ _ Holman's mama said, let the boy stay,
[B] cause he's raised up solid.
He can find his own way.
But as for me, honey, I'm [G#] with you.
[E] I always thought Kentucky would just pass him through.
Holman's little sister, then she started into crying.
[B] And his daddy shook his head for the very last time.
_ Holman's mama said, somebody's got to do it.
[E] Wouldn't be no Kentucky unless you didn't stick to it,
Holman.
_ _ Holman and Farmer stood on the porch of that cabin,
[B] watched them all go to Texas in a covered wagon.
He pulled out his fiddle and he rozzened up his bow.
[E] And he played a little tune called the new cut road. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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