Whiskey Grove

Riff 1: Do this little walkdown bet
E|--3--------------| 
B|--3--------------| 
G|--------2--------| 
D|--------2--------| 
A|--2-----0--------| 
E|--3--4-----------| 


Riff 2:
E|--------------------------------
B|--------------------------------
G|--------------------------------
D|----2------0-----2--------------
A|--3------2-----3------------2---
E|-------3--------------3--5------

E|--------------------| 
B|--------------------| 
G|--------------------| 
D|----2------0---2----| 
A|--3------2-----3----| 
E|-------3------------| 


F C G A

F C G

F                 C
my name is Miguel Simone
G                    A
a man who walked it alone
F                                 
at least that's what it says on 
  C
the stone under
    G
the sycamore
              F                    
my mother was dead by the time i 
  C
was born
                  G              
in the black of my eyes the gypsy 
       A
nurse warned
F                            C
she could already see my path torn 
between the sun
        G
and the moon
             F                
so i walked it and i walked it 
  C
straight
        G                       
until i passed through so many a 
 A
gate
        F                       C
that not even the blame and the hate
 of my father
      G
could follow

           F                    C
so roll me into my last shallow bed
    G                      A
use carpenter tacks in the lid
F                        C       
waste not the silk on my head my 
          G
lover has wove
           F               C
see that no roses touch my grave
               G             A
no prayers to a god i never forgave
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F                G
no final wishes, save that you
C                G               
bury my body and me down by 
       C
Whiskey Grove

Riff 2

       F                  C
i once knew the love of a wife
              G                    
sometimes the nectar, sometimes the
  A
 knife
       F                      C
but it always seemed that my life 
was lived
         G
alongside of things
              F              C
three children born one hot July
                  G              
she clutched the one that did not 
  A
die
F                                  
the heat and the light just passed 
C
by as i carried
           G
the other two -
                   F
i still carry the other two


           F                    C
so roll me into my last shallow bed
    G                      A
use carpenter tacks in the lid
F                        C       
waste not the silk on my head my 
          G
lover has wove
           F               C
see that no roses touch my grave
               G             A
no prayers to a god i never forgave
F                G
no final wishes, save that you
C                G               
bury my body and me down by 
       C
Whiskey Grove

Riff 2


               F             
i've seen the place where the 
               C
daylight was killed
         G                      
and the blood of a blue moon lay 
   A
spilled
                F            
where hearts go quiet, memory 
  C
stilled, rest is
 G
bestowed
                      F            
it's a place where the cup passeth 
         C
over for good
          G                      
and even Jesus would've hid if he 
   A
could
        F                    C 
in that forsaken stretch of wood 
                   G
they call Whiskey Grove


          F                    C
so roll me into my last shallow bed
    G                      A
use carpenter tacks in the lid
F                        C       
waste not the silk on my head my 
          G
lover has wove
           F               C
see that no roses touch my grave
               G             A
no prayers to a god i never forgave
F                G
no final wishes, save that you
C                G               
bury my body and me down by 
       C
Whiskey Grove

Riff 2


   F              C
my name is Miguel Simone
  G                 A
a man who walked it alone
   F                               
at least that's what it says on my 
C
stone under the
   G
sycamore