Chords for Tony Joe White - Willie and Laura Mae Jones live
Tempo:
85.5 bpm
Chords used:
E
C
D
A
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E] [Bm]
[E]
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back.
[A] They lived right down the road from us in [E] a shack just like our shack.
We worked in the fields together [A] and learned to [E] count on each other.
When you live off [C] the land you don't have [D] time to think about [E] another man's color.
[C] Cotton was [D] high and the corn was [E] a-growing fine, [C] but that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
We'd sit out on the front porch in the evening when the sun went down.
[A] Willie would play and Laura would [E] sing and the children would dance around.
I'd bring gold and guitar, [A] we'd play into [E] the night.
And every now and then, [C] oh Willie would grin and [D] say, boy, [E] you play alright.
Made me feel good.
And I remember he'd hitch up the mule and Saturday rode around.
[A] We'd always stop by Willie's house and say, [E] do y'all need anything from town?
He'd say, no, but why don't y [A]'all stop on your way [E] back home?
And I'd get a [Bm] lawyer or a maid to cook [E] up some corn thorns.
And you know the good.
[C] Lord, the cotton was high [D] and the corn was [E] so fine, [C] but that was another [D] place and [E] another time.
[C] [D] [E]
[C] [D] [E]
The years went past the land and took back what they'd given.
[A] We all knew we had to [E] move if it was going to make a living.
So we all moved on.
[A] Went our [E] separate ways and it sure was [C] hard to say [D] goodbye to Willie and [E] Laura May Jones.
The years went past my door, I heard from [Em] them no [A] more.
Until I saw Willie downtown the [E] other day.
I said, if y'all stop by tonight, [A] we could sit [E] down and eat a bite.
[A] I'd love to [B] see your children and [E] Laura May.
[C] But he shook his [D] head real slow, [C] spoke with his [D] eyes so kind.
[C] This is [D] another place and [E] another time.
[C] The cotton was [D] high and the corn was [E] a-growing fine, y'all.
[C] But that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
[C] Ooh, the cotton was [D] high and the corn [E] was so fine.
[C] But that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
[C]
[D] [E] [C]
[D] [E] [Am] [Em]
[E] [C]
Thank [C#] y'all.
[E]
[N]
This is a song I wrote two or three years ago, and Waylon and [G] some other folks cut it.
[N]
[E]
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back.
[A] They lived right down the road from us in [E] a shack just like our shack.
We worked in the fields together [A] and learned to [E] count on each other.
When you live off [C] the land you don't have [D] time to think about [E] another man's color.
[C] Cotton was [D] high and the corn was [E] a-growing fine, [C] but that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
We'd sit out on the front porch in the evening when the sun went down.
[A] Willie would play and Laura would [E] sing and the children would dance around.
I'd bring gold and guitar, [A] we'd play into [E] the night.
And every now and then, [C] oh Willie would grin and [D] say, boy, [E] you play alright.
Made me feel good.
And I remember he'd hitch up the mule and Saturday rode around.
[A] We'd always stop by Willie's house and say, [E] do y'all need anything from town?
He'd say, no, but why don't y [A]'all stop on your way [E] back home?
And I'd get a [Bm] lawyer or a maid to cook [E] up some corn thorns.
And you know the good.
[C] Lord, the cotton was high [D] and the corn was [E] so fine, [C] but that was another [D] place and [E] another time.
[C] [D] [E]
[C] [D] [E]
The years went past the land and took back what they'd given.
[A] We all knew we had to [E] move if it was going to make a living.
So we all moved on.
[A] Went our [E] separate ways and it sure was [C] hard to say [D] goodbye to Willie and [E] Laura May Jones.
The years went past my door, I heard from [Em] them no [A] more.
Until I saw Willie downtown the [E] other day.
I said, if y'all stop by tonight, [A] we could sit [E] down and eat a bite.
[A] I'd love to [B] see your children and [E] Laura May.
[C] But he shook his [D] head real slow, [C] spoke with his [D] eyes so kind.
[C] This is [D] another place and [E] another time.
[C] The cotton was [D] high and the corn was [E] a-growing fine, y'all.
[C] But that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
[C] Ooh, the cotton was [D] high and the corn [E] was so fine.
[C] But that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
[C]
[D] [E] [C]
[D] [E] [Am] [Em]
[E] [C]
Thank [C#] y'all.
[E]
[N]
This is a song I wrote two or three years ago, and Waylon and [G] some other folks cut it.
[N]
Key:
E
C
D
A
Bm
E
C
D
[E] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back.
[A] They lived right down the road from us in [E] a shack just like our shack.
_ _ We worked in the fields together [A] and learned to [E] count on each other.
When you live off [C] the land you don't have [D] time to think about [E] another man's color.
_ _ [C] Cotton was [D] high and the corn was [E] a-growing fine, _ _ [C] but that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
_ _ We'd sit out on the front porch in the evening when the sun went down.
[A] Willie would play and Laura would [E] sing and the children would dance around.
_ I'd bring gold and guitar, [A] we'd play into [E] the night.
And every now and then, [C] oh Willie would grin and [D] say, boy, [E] you play alright.
Made me feel good. _ _
_ And I remember he'd hitch up the mule and Saturday rode around.
[A] We'd always stop by Willie's house and say, [E] do y'all need anything from town?
_ _ _ He'd say, no, but why don't y [A]'all stop on your way [E] back home?
And I'd get a [Bm] lawyer or a maid to cook [E] up some corn thorns.
And you know the good. _ _
[C] Lord, the cotton was high [D] and the corn was [E] so fine, _ _ [C] but that was another [D] place and [E] another time. _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The years went past the land and took back what they'd given.
[A] We all knew we had to [E] move if it was going to make a living.
So we all moved on.
[A] Went our [E] separate ways and it sure was [C] hard to say [D] goodbye to Willie and [E] Laura May Jones.
_ _ _ The years went past my door, I heard from [Em] them no [A] more.
Until I saw Willie downtown the [E] other day.
_ _ I said, if y'all stop by tonight, [A] we could sit [E] down and eat a bite.
[A] I'd love to [B] see your children and [E] Laura May.
_ [C] But he shook his [D] head real slow, [C] spoke with his [D] eyes so kind.
[C] This is [D] another place and [E] another time.
_ _ [C] The cotton was [D] high and the corn was [E] a-growing fine, y'all.
_ [C] But that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
_ [C] Ooh, the cotton was [D] high and the corn [E] was so fine.
_ [C] But that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
_ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
Thank _ [C#] y'all.
[E] _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ This is a song I wrote two or three years ago, and Waylon and [G] some other folks cut it.
_ [N] _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Willie and Laura Mae Jones were our neighbors a long time back.
[A] They lived right down the road from us in [E] a shack just like our shack.
_ _ We worked in the fields together [A] and learned to [E] count on each other.
When you live off [C] the land you don't have [D] time to think about [E] another man's color.
_ _ [C] Cotton was [D] high and the corn was [E] a-growing fine, _ _ [C] but that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
_ _ We'd sit out on the front porch in the evening when the sun went down.
[A] Willie would play and Laura would [E] sing and the children would dance around.
_ I'd bring gold and guitar, [A] we'd play into [E] the night.
And every now and then, [C] oh Willie would grin and [D] say, boy, [E] you play alright.
Made me feel good. _ _
_ And I remember he'd hitch up the mule and Saturday rode around.
[A] We'd always stop by Willie's house and say, [E] do y'all need anything from town?
_ _ _ He'd say, no, but why don't y [A]'all stop on your way [E] back home?
And I'd get a [Bm] lawyer or a maid to cook [E] up some corn thorns.
And you know the good. _ _
[C] Lord, the cotton was high [D] and the corn was [E] so fine, _ _ [C] but that was another [D] place and [E] another time. _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The years went past the land and took back what they'd given.
[A] We all knew we had to [E] move if it was going to make a living.
So we all moved on.
[A] Went our [E] separate ways and it sure was [C] hard to say [D] goodbye to Willie and [E] Laura May Jones.
_ _ _ The years went past my door, I heard from [Em] them no [A] more.
Until I saw Willie downtown the [E] other day.
_ _ I said, if y'all stop by tonight, [A] we could sit [E] down and eat a bite.
[A] I'd love to [B] see your children and [E] Laura May.
_ [C] But he shook his [D] head real slow, [C] spoke with his [D] eyes so kind.
[C] This is [D] another place and [E] another time.
_ _ [C] The cotton was [D] high and the corn was [E] a-growing fine, y'all.
_ [C] But that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
_ [C] Ooh, the cotton was [D] high and the corn [E] was so fine.
_ [C] But that was [D] another place and [E] another time.
_ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[D] _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
Thank _ [C#] y'all.
[E] _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ This is a song I wrote two or three years ago, and Waylon and [G] some other folks cut it.
_ [N] _