Uncle Dave Macon - Way Down The Old Plank Road Chords
Tempo:
72.125 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
F#m
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m] [D] [G] [D]
[A] [D]
But let's go, cause I'll be at Richmond when all the hailers ring, and I'll be at George
Ford wearing that ball and chain.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, [A] [D] boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
I went down to the field, but I got on a gravel train, when next thing I heard of me had on
a ball and chain.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Don't he, oh dear, don't he, what makes you treat me so?
Caught me in a wild ball and chain, now my ankles are.
Boom, git number four, boom, git [A] number, boom, [D] git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Glory, hallelujah, yeah.
North Valley's a pretty place, Memphis is a beauty, you ought to see them pretty girls
hop to catch me.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Glory, hallelujah, yeah.
Why, you ain't on the ball.
I'm gonna be free, scaffold up the mountain high, cause I can see Minoru girl, she go right by.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Don't he, oh dear, don't he, what makes you treat me so?
My wife died Friday night, sadly she was bad Sunday, wild and cold and day Monday, I got mad.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number four, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind
road.
Get in your chair.
I'm a neat old whiskey head of cell, I got a young man's head on, pretty girl look so well.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number four, boom, git number four, [A] [D]
whoa, why you well.
[A]
[A] [D]
But let's go, cause I'll be at Richmond when all the hailers ring, and I'll be at George
Ford wearing that ball and chain.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, [A] [D] boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
I went down to the field, but I got on a gravel train, when next thing I heard of me had on
a ball and chain.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Don't he, oh dear, don't he, what makes you treat me so?
Caught me in a wild ball and chain, now my ankles are.
Boom, git number four, boom, git [A] number, boom, [D] git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Glory, hallelujah, yeah.
North Valley's a pretty place, Memphis is a beauty, you ought to see them pretty girls
hop to catch me.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Glory, hallelujah, yeah.
Why, you ain't on the ball.
I'm gonna be free, scaffold up the mountain high, cause I can see Minoru girl, she go right by.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Don't he, oh dear, don't he, what makes you treat me so?
My wife died Friday night, sadly she was bad Sunday, wild and cold and day Monday, I got mad.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number four, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind
road.
Get in your chair.
I'm a neat old whiskey head of cell, I got a young man's head on, pretty girl look so well.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number four, boom, git number four, [A] [D]
whoa, why you well.
[A]
Key:
D
A
F#m
G
D
A
F#m
G
[F#m] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ But let's go, _ _ _ _ _ _ cause I'll be at Richmond when all the hailers ring, and I'll be at George
Ford wearing that ball and chain.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, [A] [D] boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
_ _ _ _ _ _ I went down to the field, but I got on a gravel train, when next thing I heard of me had on
a ball and chain.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road. _ _ _ _ _ _
Don't he, oh dear, don't he, what makes you treat me so?
Caught me in a wild ball and chain, now my ankles are.
Boom, git number four, boom, git [A] number, boom, [D] git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Glory, hallelujah, yeah. _ _
North Valley's a pretty place, Memphis is a beauty, you ought to see them pretty girls
hop to catch me.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Glory, hallelujah, yeah.
Why, you ain't on the ball. _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm gonna be free, scaffold up the mountain high, cause I can see Minoru girl, she go right by.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Don't he, oh dear, don't he, what makes you treat me so? _
My wife died Friday night, sadly she was bad Sunday, wild and cold and day Monday, I got mad.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number four, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind
road.
Get in your chair. _ _ _ _
I'm a neat old whiskey head of cell, I got a young man's head on, pretty girl look so well.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number four, boom, git number four, [A] _ [D] _
_ whoa, why you well.
[A] _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ But let's go, _ _ _ _ _ _ cause I'll be at Richmond when all the hailers ring, and I'll be at George
Ford wearing that ball and chain.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, [A] [D] boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
_ _ _ _ _ _ I went down to the field, but I got on a gravel train, when next thing I heard of me had on
a ball and chain.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road. _ _ _ _ _ _
Don't he, oh dear, don't he, what makes you treat me so?
Caught me in a wild ball and chain, now my ankles are.
Boom, git number four, boom, git [A] number, boom, [D] git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Glory, hallelujah, yeah. _ _
North Valley's a pretty place, Memphis is a beauty, you ought to see them pretty girls
hop to catch me.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Glory, hallelujah, yeah.
Why, you ain't on the ball. _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm gonna be free, scaffold up the mountain high, cause I can see Minoru girl, she go right by.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind road.
Don't he, oh dear, don't he, what makes you treat me so? _
My wife died Friday night, sadly she was bad Sunday, wild and cold and day Monday, I got mad.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number four, boom, git number four, wait out on the blind
road.
Get in your chair. _ _ _ _
I'm a neat old whiskey head of cell, I got a young man's head on, pretty girl look so well.
Boom, git number four, boom, git number four, boom, git number four, [A] _ [D] _
_ whoa, why you well.
[A] _ _