Chords for Old Crow Medicine Show - Carry me back to Virginia

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_ _ I'm a rebel boy born on the [A] banks of the Shenandoah.
[D] In 61 I went to the war to win one for Virginia.
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Yeah, my brother went [G] first and they called me too.
[D] I was green as clover [A] in the [D] morning.
So I marched to the drum and I sang to the tune.
Carry me back to [A] Virginia.
Fire in the [D] cannon, water in the [G] well.
I raced through the valley [D] with a rebel yell.
[A] I learned right quick [D] how to march like hell [G] and I fixed that [A]
[D] bayonet.
Why'd you carry [G] me [D] back?
Why'd you carry me back?
Carry [G] me [D] back _ to Virginia.
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With a sword and a saddle, [G] powder and a gun.
[D] We thought [A] for a minute our fight [D] was done.
So they lined us up with a metal zone and hammered us into the quicksand.
Then they burned that valley with [G] a blazing fire.
[D] Cut through the lines like [A] a red [D] hot iron.
We were rainbow covered with a horse's pile.
We shivered in the cold again.
When the war raged on like flames of hell.
We dug from the pockets of the ones that [A] fell.
Dressed in [D] rags and we ate like rats when they cut off [A] our legs to try [D] it.
Why'd [G] you carry me [D] back?
Why'd [G] you carry me [D] back?
Carry me back to Virginia. _ _ _ _
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Then we died in the [G] valley.
Died in the [D] swamp on the banks of the [A] river where the white tail [D] jumped.
Died in the ditches.
[G] Died in the field in the [D] belly of the wagon for a woman's regain.
Died in the war.
Starved in the camps.
Locked in their bricks and torn remaining ranks.
Spilled our blood in the fight to defend and buried us all among the ditches they land.
Down in Alabama, down in Carolina.
Way down in Toronto, down in Tennessee land.
We fought for the rebels and Robert [G] E.
Lee.
Now we wanna go home [A] to [G] Virginia.
Say we wanna go home to Virginia.
[A] _ _ _ [G] Virginia!
What's carryin' me [D] back?
[G] What's carryin' me [D] back?
Carryin' me back to Virginia!
_ [G] What's carryin' me back?
[D] [G] What's carryin' me [D] back?
Gonna be buried in Virginia! _ _ _
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