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Ian Noe Letter To Madeline

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tom: Ab (forma dos acordes no tom de G ) Capostraste na 1ª casa Intro: G [Primeira Parte] Em D Looked like a hundred guns held on me Am C Em Hunkered by the shed of Detroit General & Company D C Calling, boy come out, we have you jailed Em D Beside the buck-shot door, I stood still Am C Em Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills D C And clinging to a letter that I wish I'd mailed [Refrão] Em D Go rest easy, Madeline Dm Am C Em I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line D C And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time Em D But don't you shed no tears or be surprised Am G C Em If you get the word that your wild man has up and died D C Just set me up a stone on that high hillside [Segunda Parte] Em D Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift Am I headed down the highway C Em Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift D C And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave Em D Oh, but I got caught in the cold Am G C Em Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road D C And feeling like a dead man without a grave [Refrão] Em D Go rest easy, Madeline Dm Am C Em I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line D C And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time Em D But don't you shed no tears or be surprised Am G C Em If you get the word that your wild man has up and died D C Just set me up a stone on that high hillside C Em Oh my, oh my ( Em D Am C ) ( Em D C ) [Terceira Parte] Em D Bloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down Am C Em I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered 'round D C And cursing for the bag they knew I'd hid Em D And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed Am C Em Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade D C Said, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid [Refrão] Em D Go rest easy, Madeline Dm Am C Em I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line D C And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time Em D But don't you shed no tears or be surprised Am G C Em If you get the word that your wild man has up and died D C Just set me up a stone on that high hillside

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