C - G - C
- - - - -
C
I sang
C7
the people just walked on by as I cried.
F C
The bottle had robbed him of his rebel pride,
C - G C
so I sang
C Am Em
1. He said, “Way down yonder in the land of cotton,
F Dm
C
old times there ain’t near as rotten as they are
G - G7
on this damned old
C
- F
Then he drew his dying breath, laid his head against my chest,
C
G C
please, Lord take his soul back home to
+ CHORUS +
instrumental = CHORUS
C Em
2. He said, “Listen to me son while you still can,
F
C
run back home to that southern
land,
C G - G7
don’t you see what life here
has done to me?”
C
- F
Then he closed those old blue
eyes, and fell limp against my
side,
C G C
no more pain, now he’s safe
back home in
C - G - F - C
+ CHORUS + I sang
(orig. = capo 4th) (Dwight
Yoakum)