John Browns Body
Gregory Alan Isakov
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G E|-------------------------| B|-------------------------| G|-------------------------| D|-------------------------| A|----5-----5-----5-----5--| E|-3-----3-----3-----3-----| x2 [Main riff] G E|----------------------5-------- B|------------------------------- G|-------------4----------------- D|----5-------------------------- A|----------5-------------------- E|-3---------------3-------3----- G7 G E|-----------------------------------| B|6----------------------------------| G|----------------4---------------4--| D|-------3---------------5-----------| A|-----------5----------------5------| E|--3---------------3----------------| x2 C E|-------------------------------- B|---------------1---------------- G|-----0------------------0------- D|----------2------------------2-- A|-3------------------3----------- E|-------------------------------- E|---0--| e|------------------------ B|------| B|----------------1------- G|------| G|------0----------------- D|------| D|-----------2------------ A|------| A|--3------------------3-- E|------| E|------------------------ E|--3---------1--| B|---------------| G|---------------| D|---------------| A|------3--------| E|---------------|Just some variants of the C chord, I’m sure he plays a few more different ones. [Verse 1] Play main riff over verses and between versesG There’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds John Brown’s body was never foundC But the locals see him walkin’ round [Main riff] [Verse 2]G There’s a ‘for sale’ sign on the old farm roads There’s a silo empty and done forC The place just ain’t the same no moreContinúa después del anuncioG [Chorus]C Now it’s shinin’ all them different waysD Crimson blues and yellow shadesC There’s snow up in the wayG And those clouds still full of rain [Verse 3]G There’s work in town or so they say Just blessed to fill our hands todayC God knows if it will ever payG [Chorus]C And we fill our hands with wood and steelD And grace is a woman we all long to feelC You know someday we willG You know someday we will [Violin Solo] [Verse 4]G There’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds John Brown’s body’s up and walkin’ roundC Countin’ all the riches that he’s foundG [Chorus]C And he throws it all in that wishing wellD Made it home in the morning hailC There’s snow up in the way Something’s gotta giveG And those clouds still full a rain