Two Good Men Chords by Woody Guthrie
Tempo:
125.5 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Bb
Ab
F
Bbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb]
Say there, did you hear the news?
Psycho worked at Trimmin' Shoes.
Vanzetti was a peddlin' man, Pushed a smoosh cart with his hand.
[Ab] Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, [Bb]
Two good men a long [Eb] time gone,
[Ab]
Psycho and [Eb] Vanzetti are gone, [Bb]
They left me here to sing [Eb] this song.
Psycho was born [Bb] across the sea, Somewhere over in [Eb] Italy.
Vanzetti born a parent's fine, [Bb] Drank the best [Eb] Italian wine.
Psycho sailed to sea [Bb] one day, Landed up in the Boston Bay.
Vanzetti [Bb] sailed the ocean blue, And landed up in [Eb] Boston too.
[Ab]
Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, Two good men a long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, They left me here to sing this song.
Psycho's wife, three children had.
Psycho was a family man, Vanzetti was a [Bb] dreamin' man.
His book was always in [Eb] his hands.
Psycho earned his [Bb] bread and butter, Being the factory's best [Eb] shoe cutter.
Vanzetti spoke both day and [Bb] night, Told the workers how [Eb] to fight.
[Ab] Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, They left me here to sing this song.
I'll tell you if you ask me about this payroll robbery.
Two clerks was killed by the shoe factory, On the street in South Braintree.
Judge Thayer told his friends around, That he had cut the radicals down.
[Bb] Anarchist bastard was the name, Judge Thayer called these two good [Eb] men.
I'll tell you the prosecutor's [Bb] name, Katzman, [Eb] Adams, Williams, Kane.
The judge and lawyers strutted down, They [Bb] done more [Eb] tricks than circus clowns.
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] They left me here to sing [Eb] this song.
Vanzetti, [Bb] doctor, 1908, Slept along the [Eb] dirty street.
Told the workers, organize, And all my electric cherry dyes.
All you people ought to be like me, And work [Bb] like Psycho and Vanzetti,
[Eb] And every day find ways to fight, On the union side for the workers' rights.
Well, I ain't got time to tell [Bb] this tale, The Dixon bulls are [Eb] on my trail.
But I'll remember these two good men, That died to show me how to [Ab] live.
Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, Two good men a long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [F] They left me here to sing this [Eb]
song.
All you people in Swaziland, [Bbm] Sing this song and [Eb] sing it plain.
All you folks that's coming along, [Bb] Jump in with me and sing this song.
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] They left me here to [Eb] sing this song.
[Bb] [Eb]
Say there, did you hear the news?
Psycho worked at Trimmin' Shoes.
Vanzetti was a peddlin' man, Pushed a smoosh cart with his hand.
[Ab] Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, [Bb]
Two good men a long [Eb] time gone,
[Ab]
Psycho and [Eb] Vanzetti are gone, [Bb]
They left me here to sing [Eb] this song.
Psycho was born [Bb] across the sea, Somewhere over in [Eb] Italy.
Vanzetti born a parent's fine, [Bb] Drank the best [Eb] Italian wine.
Psycho sailed to sea [Bb] one day, Landed up in the Boston Bay.
Vanzetti [Bb] sailed the ocean blue, And landed up in [Eb] Boston too.
[Ab]
Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, Two good men a long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, They left me here to sing this song.
Psycho's wife, three children had.
Psycho was a family man, Vanzetti was a [Bb] dreamin' man.
His book was always in [Eb] his hands.
Psycho earned his [Bb] bread and butter, Being the factory's best [Eb] shoe cutter.
Vanzetti spoke both day and [Bb] night, Told the workers how [Eb] to fight.
[Ab] Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, They left me here to sing this song.
I'll tell you if you ask me about this payroll robbery.
Two clerks was killed by the shoe factory, On the street in South Braintree.
Judge Thayer told his friends around, That he had cut the radicals down.
[Bb] Anarchist bastard was the name, Judge Thayer called these two good [Eb] men.
I'll tell you the prosecutor's [Bb] name, Katzman, [Eb] Adams, Williams, Kane.
The judge and lawyers strutted down, They [Bb] done more [Eb] tricks than circus clowns.
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] They left me here to sing [Eb] this song.
Vanzetti, [Bb] doctor, 1908, Slept along the [Eb] dirty street.
Told the workers, organize, And all my electric cherry dyes.
All you people ought to be like me, And work [Bb] like Psycho and Vanzetti,
[Eb] And every day find ways to fight, On the union side for the workers' rights.
Well, I ain't got time to tell [Bb] this tale, The Dixon bulls are [Eb] on my trail.
But I'll remember these two good men, That died to show me how to [Ab] live.
Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, Two good men a long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [F] They left me here to sing this [Eb]
song.
All you people in Swaziland, [Bbm] Sing this song and [Eb] sing it plain.
All you folks that's coming along, [Bb] Jump in with me and sing this song.
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] They left me here to [Eb] sing this song.
Key:
Eb
Bb
Ab
F
Bbm
Eb
Bb
Ab
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_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ Say there, did you hear the news?
Psycho worked at Trimmin' Shoes.
Vanzetti was a peddlin' man, Pushed a smoosh cart with his hand.
[Ab] Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, _ _ [Bb]
Two good men a long [Eb] time gone,
_ [Ab] _
Psycho and [Eb] Vanzetti are gone, _ [Bb]
They left me here to sing [Eb] this song. _ _ _
Psycho was born [Bb] across the sea, Somewhere over in [Eb] Italy.
Vanzetti born a parent's fine, [Bb] Drank the best [Eb] Italian wine.
_ Psycho sailed to sea [Bb] one day, Landed up in the Boston Bay.
Vanzetti [Bb] sailed the ocean blue, And landed up in [Eb] Boston too.
_ [Ab]
Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, _ Two good men a long time gone,
_ [Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, They left me here to sing this song. _ _ _ _
Psycho's wife, three children had.
Psycho was a family man, _ Vanzetti was a [Bb] dreamin' man.
His book was always in [Eb] his hands. _ _ _
Psycho earned his [Bb] bread and butter, Being the factory's best [Eb] shoe cutter.
Vanzetti spoke both day and [Bb] night, Told the workers how [Eb] to fight.
_ [Ab] Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, _ [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
_ [Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, They left me here to sing this song. _ _
_ I'll tell you if you ask me about this payroll robbery.
_ _ _ Two clerks was killed by the shoe factory, On the street in South Braintree.
_ Judge Thayer told his friends around, That he had cut the radicals down.
_ [Bb] _ Anarchist bastard was the name, Judge Thayer called these two good [Eb] men. _ _
_ _ I'll tell you the prosecutor's [Bb] name, Katzman, [Eb] Adams, Williams, Kane.
The judge and lawyers strutted down, They [Bb] done more [Eb] tricks than circus clowns.
[Ab] _ Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
_ [Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] They left me here to sing [Eb] this song.
_ _ _ _ Vanzetti, [Bb] doctor, 1908, Slept along the [Eb] dirty street.
_ Told the workers, organize, And all my electric cherry dyes. _
_ _ _ _ All you people ought to be like me, And work [Bb] like Psycho and Vanzetti,
[Eb] And every day find ways to fight, On the union side for the workers' rights. _ _ _
Well, I ain't got time to tell [Bb] this tale, The Dixon bulls are [Eb] on my trail.
But I'll remember these two good men, That died to show me how to [Ab] live.
Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, _ Two good men a long time gone,
_ [Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [F] They left me here to sing this [Eb]
song.
All you people in Swaziland, [Bbm] Sing this song and [Eb] sing it plain.
_ All you folks that's coming along, [Bb] Jump in with me and sing this song.
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, _ [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] They left me here to [Eb] sing this song. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ Say there, did you hear the news?
Psycho worked at Trimmin' Shoes.
Vanzetti was a peddlin' man, Pushed a smoosh cart with his hand.
[Ab] Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, _ _ [Bb]
Two good men a long [Eb] time gone,
_ [Ab] _
Psycho and [Eb] Vanzetti are gone, _ [Bb]
They left me here to sing [Eb] this song. _ _ _
Psycho was born [Bb] across the sea, Somewhere over in [Eb] Italy.
Vanzetti born a parent's fine, [Bb] Drank the best [Eb] Italian wine.
_ Psycho sailed to sea [Bb] one day, Landed up in the Boston Bay.
Vanzetti [Bb] sailed the ocean blue, And landed up in [Eb] Boston too.
_ [Ab]
Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, _ Two good men a long time gone,
_ [Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, They left me here to sing this song. _ _ _ _
Psycho's wife, three children had.
Psycho was a family man, _ Vanzetti was a [Bb] dreamin' man.
His book was always in [Eb] his hands. _ _ _
Psycho earned his [Bb] bread and butter, Being the factory's best [Eb] shoe cutter.
Vanzetti spoke both day and [Bb] night, Told the workers how [Eb] to fight.
_ [Ab] Two good men a long [Eb] time gone, _ [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
_ [Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, They left me here to sing this song. _ _
_ I'll tell you if you ask me about this payroll robbery.
_ _ _ Two clerks was killed by the shoe factory, On the street in South Braintree.
_ Judge Thayer told his friends around, That he had cut the radicals down.
_ [Bb] _ Anarchist bastard was the name, Judge Thayer called these two good [Eb] men. _ _
_ _ I'll tell you the prosecutor's [Bb] name, Katzman, [Eb] Adams, Williams, Kane.
The judge and lawyers strutted down, They [Bb] done more [Eb] tricks than circus clowns.
[Ab] _ Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
_ [Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] They left me here to sing [Eb] this song.
_ _ _ _ Vanzetti, [Bb] doctor, 1908, Slept along the [Eb] dirty street.
_ Told the workers, organize, And all my electric cherry dyes. _
_ _ _ _ All you people ought to be like me, And work [Bb] like Psycho and Vanzetti,
[Eb] And every day find ways to fight, On the union side for the workers' rights. _ _ _
Well, I ain't got time to tell [Bb] this tale, The Dixon bulls are [Eb] on my trail.
But I'll remember these two good men, That died to show me how to [Ab] live.
Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, _ Two good men a long time gone,
_ [Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [F] They left me here to sing this [Eb]
song.
All you people in Swaziland, [Bbm] Sing this song and [Eb] sing it plain.
_ All you folks that's coming along, [Bb] Jump in with me and sing this song.
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, _ [Bb] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone,
[Ab] Two good men a [Eb] long time gone, [Bb] They left me here to [Eb] sing this song. _ _ _ _ _ _ _