Colter Wallගේ Johnny Boys Bones ගීතයට ගිටාර් කෝඩ්ස් | VChords

[Intro]
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Well I wish I was in the land of cotton
Old times they are not forgotten
Look away, look away, look away
Dixieland
Fm | D# | Fm | D# 
Fm | D# | Fm 

[Verse 1]
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   Fm                       D#
Oh,  musket and cannon have torn his gray coat
Don't he look fine and handsome
         Fm
Don't he look at his most
                                     D#
For he fought in the foxholes and at this I will boast
      C
Don't they look fine and handsome
        Fm
My poor Johnny Boy's Bones

[Chorus (1)]
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      G#                     D#
Well, who will bring back my Johnny Boy's Bones
   C                            Fm
To lay beneath the trees of his Tennessee home
  G#                 D#
A box, a box made of sturdy white oak
         C                      Fm
With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed

[Break]
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Fm D#Fm        Fm
       Well he died for his country

[Verse 2]
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           D#
And he died for his kin
And he died killing men
       Fm
A most honorable sin
But them mean boys in blue
          D#
They done turned him in
          C
When they laid him low
            Fm
With a laugh  and a grin

[Chorus (2)]
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    G#                     D#
Oh, who will bring back my Johnny Boy's Bones
   C                           Fm
To lay 'neath the trees of our Tennessee home
  G#                 D#
A box, a box made of sturdy white oak
         C                      Fm
With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed
    G#                     D#
Oh, who will bring back my Johnny Boy's Bones
   C                           Fm
To lay 'neath the trees of our Tennessee home
  G#                 D#
A box, a box made of sturdy white oak
         C                      Fm
With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed

[Outro]
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    G#                     D#
Oh, who will bring back my Johnny Boy's Bones
   C                           Fm
To lay 'neath the trees of our Tennessee home
  G#                 D#
A box, a box made of sturdy white oak
         C                      Fm
With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed