Chords for Rosanne Cash, Long Black Veil
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
My last record was called The List and it was based on a song
[G] that my dad gave me when
I was 18 years old, [D] a list he made which he called 100 Essential Country Songs.
[Eb] And this was on it, on both The List [Bbm] and my records on The List.
And I really [C] don't think there's any American roots music on [Bbm] half of this song.
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Ten years ago, on a cold dark night, there was [F] someone killed [Bb] [Eb] beneath the town hall [Bb] light.
There were few at the scene, but they all did agree, that [F] the slayer of [C] rent looked [Eb] a lot like [Bb] me.
The judge said, son, what is your alibi?
[F]
If you move somewhere [D] else, [Eb] then you won't have to [Bb] die.
I spoke not a [F] word, [Bb] the wind meant my life, [F] for I've been in the arms of [Eb] my best [Bb] friend's wife.
[Eb] She walks [Bb] these hills [Eb] in a long [Bb] black veil.
She [Eb] visits my [F] grave [Eb] when the [Bb] night winds wail.
Nobody knows,
[Eb] [Gm] nobody sees, [Eb]
nobody [C] [Bb] knows but me.
The scaffold was high, and he turned the TV [C] in.
She stood [F] in the [C] crowd, [Eb] and she let not [Bb] a tear fall.
But sometimes at night, when the cold wind moans, in [Fm] a long black veil, [Eb] she cries out [Bb] my voice.
[Eb] She walks [Bb] these hills [Eb] in a long [Bb] black veil.
She [Eb] visits [Bb] my grave [Eb] when the [Bb] night winds wail.
Nobody [Eb] knows, nobody [G] sees, [Eb] nobody [C]
knows [Bb] but me.
Nobody [Eb] knows, nobody [Gm] sees, [Eb]
nobody [C] knows [Bb] but me.
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[G] that my dad gave me when
I was 18 years old, [D] a list he made which he called 100 Essential Country Songs.
[Eb] And this was on it, on both The List [Bbm] and my records on The List.
And I really [C] don't think there's any American roots music on [Bbm] half of this song.
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Ten years ago, on a cold dark night, there was [F] someone killed [Bb] [Eb] beneath the town hall [Bb] light.
There were few at the scene, but they all did agree, that [F] the slayer of [C] rent looked [Eb] a lot like [Bb] me.
The judge said, son, what is your alibi?
[F]
If you move somewhere [D] else, [Eb] then you won't have to [Bb] die.
I spoke not a [F] word, [Bb] the wind meant my life, [F] for I've been in the arms of [Eb] my best [Bb] friend's wife.
[Eb] She walks [Bb] these hills [Eb] in a long [Bb] black veil.
She [Eb] visits my [F] grave [Eb] when the [Bb] night winds wail.
Nobody knows,
[Eb] [Gm] nobody sees, [Eb]
nobody [C] [Bb] knows but me.
The scaffold was high, and he turned the TV [C] in.
She stood [F] in the [C] crowd, [Eb] and she let not [Bb] a tear fall.
But sometimes at night, when the cold wind moans, in [Fm] a long black veil, [Eb] she cries out [Bb] my voice.
[Eb] She walks [Bb] these hills [Eb] in a long [Bb] black veil.
She [Eb] visits [Bb] my grave [Eb] when the [Bb] night winds wail.
Nobody [Eb] knows, nobody [G] sees, [Eb] nobody [C]
knows [Bb] but me.
Nobody [Eb] knows, nobody [Gm] sees, [Eb]
nobody [C] knows [Bb] but me.
[N]
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_ _ _ _ My last record was called The List and it was based on a song _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] that my dad gave me when
I was 18 years old, [D] a list he made which he called 100 Essential Country Songs.
[Eb] And this was on it, on both The List [Bbm] and my records on The List.
And I really [C] don't think there's _ any American roots music on [Bbm] half of this song. _ _
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[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
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_ Ten _ years ago, on a cold dark night, there was [F] someone _ killed [Bb] [Eb] beneath the town hall [Bb] light.
There were few at the scene, but they all did agree, that [F] the slayer of [C] rent looked [Eb] a lot like [Bb] me. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ The judge said, son, what is your _ alibi?
_ _ [F]
If you move somewhere [D] else, [Eb] then you won't have to [Bb] die.
I spoke not a [F] word, [Bb] the wind meant my life, [F] for I've been in the arms of [Eb] my best [Bb] friend's wife. _
_ _ [Eb] She walks [Bb] these hills [Eb] in a long [Bb] black veil.
_ _ She [Eb] _ visits my [F] grave [Eb] when the [Bb] night winds _ _ _ _ _ wail. _
_ _ _ Nobody knows, _
[Eb] _ _ [Gm] nobody _ sees, [Eb] _
nobody [C] _ _ [Bb] knows but _ me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The scaffold was high, and he turned the TV [C] in.
She stood [F] in the [C] crowd, [Eb] and she let not [Bb] a tear fall.
But _ sometimes at night, when the cold wind _ moans, in [Fm] a long black veil, [Eb] she cries out [Bb] my _ voice.
_ [Eb] She walks [Bb] these hills [Eb] in a long [Bb] black veil.
_ _ She [Eb] _ visits [Bb] my grave [Eb] when the [Bb] night winds _ _ wail. _ _ _ _
Nobody _ [Eb] knows, _ nobody [G] _ sees, [Eb] _ nobody [C] _ _
knows [Bb] but me. _ _ _
_ _ _ Nobody _ [Eb] knows, _ nobody [Gm] _ sees, [Eb] _ _
nobody [C] _ knows [Bb] but _ me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ My last record was called The List and it was based on a song _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] that my dad gave me when
I was 18 years old, [D] a list he made which he called 100 Essential Country Songs.
[Eb] And this was on it, on both The List [Bbm] and my records on The List.
And I really [C] don't think there's _ any American roots music on [Bbm] half of this song. _ _
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_ Ten _ years ago, on a cold dark night, there was [F] someone _ killed [Bb] [Eb] beneath the town hall [Bb] light.
There were few at the scene, but they all did agree, that [F] the slayer of [C] rent looked [Eb] a lot like [Bb] me. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ The judge said, son, what is your _ alibi?
_ _ [F]
If you move somewhere [D] else, [Eb] then you won't have to [Bb] die.
I spoke not a [F] word, [Bb] the wind meant my life, [F] for I've been in the arms of [Eb] my best [Bb] friend's wife. _
_ _ [Eb] She walks [Bb] these hills [Eb] in a long [Bb] black veil.
_ _ She [Eb] _ visits my [F] grave [Eb] when the [Bb] night winds _ _ _ _ _ wail. _
_ _ _ Nobody knows, _
[Eb] _ _ [Gm] nobody _ sees, [Eb] _
nobody [C] _ _ [Bb] knows but _ me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ The scaffold was high, and he turned the TV [C] in.
She stood [F] in the [C] crowd, [Eb] and she let not [Bb] a tear fall.
But _ sometimes at night, when the cold wind _ moans, in [Fm] a long black veil, [Eb] she cries out [Bb] my _ voice.
_ [Eb] She walks [Bb] these hills [Eb] in a long [Bb] black veil.
_ _ She [Eb] _ visits [Bb] my grave [Eb] when the [Bb] night winds _ _ wail. _ _ _ _
Nobody _ [Eb] knows, _ nobody [G] _ sees, [Eb] _ nobody [C] _ _
knows [Bb] but me. _ _ _
_ _ _ Nobody _ [Eb] knows, _ nobody [Gm] _ sees, [Eb] _ _
nobody [C] _ knows [Bb] but _ me. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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