Am
Henrietta, Indiana mill town
C
Locked the factory down and shut it up tight
G
My daddy and my brother and sixteen-hundred others
F
Lost everything they had in the night
Am
Daddy got a taste for the hard stuff
C
Henrietta, Indiana was dry
G
We'd ride out to Putney, he'd tell me that he loved me
F
The drive home was always so quiet
Am G
He had a devil in his eye, eye
Am
Like a thorn in the paw
Am7/G
Disregard for the law
F
Disappointment to the Lord on high
Am
My brother practiced preaching in the basement
C
Perspiration on his face 'til I knew
G
That something was missing, his spirit was willing
F
He could not believe it was true
Am
"Blessed be the poor," he said
C
"Your treasure is on high."
G
All of Henrietta, Indiana heard me Hallelujah
F
when I finally saw the devil in his eyes
Am G
Oh, the devil in his eye, eye
Am
Like a thorn in the paw
Am7/G
Disregard for the law
F
Disappointment to the Lord on high
Am
I was coming home late
C
From midnight to eight
G
The radio said they'd ID'd the plates
Am
Left three men dead
Am
Made their escape
F
"By now," said the sheriff,
F
"They'll be in the next state."
Am
"Will we be able to catch them?"
C
"Can they bring the dogs in?"
G
"Can they call up the Bureau?"
G
"Do they have next-of-kin?"
Am
Cameras came to my door
Am
I opened it wide
F
They thought I was crying
Am C G F
It was something in my eye, eye, eye,
Am C G F
eye, eye, eye, oh
Am
At night I leave a bottle on the table
C
The Bible open to the Sermon on the Mount
G
Blessed be the poor of Henrietta, Indiana
F
But happy are the ones that get out
Am
I think I'll drive over to Putney
C
The store'll be open 'til twelve
G
The empty parking lot, the lights, the lonely kid, the register
Am
I see it all clear as a bell
Am G
I got a devil in my eye, eye
Am
Like a thorn in the paw
Am7/G
Disregard for the law
F
Disappointment to the Lord on high
Am G
Eye, eye
Am
Like a thorn in the paw
Am7/G
Disregard for the law
F
Disappointment to the Lord on high
