Red Georgia Clay
John Anderson
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IntroE|---------------------2---------- B|---------------------3---------- G|--3p2p0--------------2---------- D|---------3p2p0-----0------------ A|---------------2b--------------- E|--------------------------------D One rainy night in Dalton they were talkin' in the bar about two bodies they'd beenA searchin' forD behind old Samson's sawmill theBm blood hounds foud their graveD A they were layin' in that redD Georgia clayD so i just sat and listened and drank my whiskey downContinúa después del anuncioA i knew id never make it out of townD when a big hand grabbed myBm shoulder i started shakin' in my bootsD i knew the time had come to tellA the truthD said i followed them one evenin' when the sun was sinkin' low i knew that loggin' shack's whereA they would goD but i watched them love togetherBm it was more than i could takeD so i burried them in that redA D Georgia clay CHORUSD G well i maybe hungry cold andD G D lonely in this old prison cell and when i die i geuss i'll go toA HellD but at least i know she won't beBm runnin' round on me todayD A cause i left her in that redD Georgia clayD arm in arm together they bothBm wanted it that wayD A so i left them in that redD Georgia clay