Chords for Townes Van Zandt - St. John the Gambler (Official Audio)

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When she [F#] had 20 [F#m] years, _ she turned to her [C#m] mother, _ [F#m] saying,
mother, I know that you'll [C#m] agree. _ _ _
[E] But I've given my [F#m] soul [A] to St.
John [C#m] the gambler.
_ Tomorrow [F#m] comes time [C#m] to leave. _ _
For [F#m] the hills cannot hold back my sorrow [C#m] forever. _
[F#m] And dead men lie deep round [C#m] the door. _ _
[E] Of the only [F#m] salvation that's [A] mine for the [C#m] asking.
So mother, [G#m] think on me no [C#m] more.
And _ _
_ [F#m] winter held high round the _ [C#m] mountain's bridge.
[F#m] And the cold of a thousand [C#m] _ snow _ _
[E] lay _ heaped [F#m] upon [A] the _ _ [C#m] forest's leaf.
But she dressed [F#m] in _
_ [C#m] calico.
_ For [F#m] a _ gambler likes his women _ [C#m] fancy.
_ [F#m] _ Fancy _ she would [C#m] be. _ _ _
[E] And the fire [F#m] of her longing [A] would keep away [C#m] the cold.
And her dress was [G#m] a sight to [C#m] see.
But _ _ [F#m] the road was _ long beneath [C#m] her feet.
[F#m] She followed her _ [C#m] frozen _ breath _
[E] in search of a [F#m] certain [A] St.
John [C#m] the gambler.
_ Stumbling _ [F#m] to [C#m] her _ death, _
_ [F#m] she heard his laughter [F#] ride down [C#m] from the mountains
[F#m] and _ dance with her _ [C#m] mother's _ tears. _
[E] To a funeral [F#m]
drone, [A] a _ [C#m] calico,
beneath the cross [G#m] of _ [C#m] 20 years. _ _
[E] To a funeral drone, [A] a _ _ [C#m] calico,
beneath the cross [G#m] of 20 [C#m] years. _ _ _
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