Artist: Tom Russell
[INTRO]
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G]
[VERSE 1]
Ste[C]phen sprawled across the b[G]ed,
Rai[C]sed the bottle to his m[G]outh.
Pic[C]tures danced inside his h[G]ead,
Gen[C]tle breezes from the so[G]uth,
Cot[C]ton fields with voices ringin' l[G]ow,
O[C]ld Black J[G]oe.
[VERSE 2]
And h[C]ere's to one ten[G]der and fair
Jeann[C]ie with the lig[G]ht brown hair
Rai[C]sed a banjo t[G]o her knee,
Sa[C]ng a lovely melo[G]dy.
We[C]ep no more, my lady; shed your ca[G]re.
I[C]'ll be the[G]re. [C] [G]
[CHORUS]
And the Swa[Am]nee Ri[Em]ver r[Am]uns ou[Em]tside the do[C]or,
And the whi[Am]skey bo[Em]ttles ga[Am]ther [Em]on the f[C]loor,
And the c[Am]amp-town la[Em]dies s[Am]top and r[Em]ing the b[C]ell
Of the Ame[G]rican Ho[C]tel.
[VERSE 3]
He wr[C]ote a song for ev'ryo[G]ne,
Li[C]fted hearts through[G]out the land.
N[C]ow his world's an empt[G]y one,
A br[C]oken dream and a tre[G]mblin' hand,
S[C]ad and weary ev'rywhere he'd r[G]oam,
Ke[C]ntucky h[G]ome.
[CHORUS]
And the Swa[Am]nee Ri[Em]ver r[Am]uns ou[Em]tside the d[C]oor,
And the whi[Am]skey bo[Em]ttles ga[Am]ther [Em]on the f[C]loor,
And the c[Am]amp-town la[Em]dies s[Am]top and r[Em]ing the b[C]ell
Of the Ame[G]rican Ho[C]tel.
[CHORUS]
And the Swa[Am]nee Ri[Em]ver r[Am]uns ou[Em]tside the d[C]oor,
And the whi[Am]skey bo[Em]ttles ga[Am]ther [Em]on the f[C]loor,
And the c[Am]amp-town la[Em]dies s[Am]top and r[Em]ing the b[C]ell
Of the Ame[G]rican Ho[C]tel.
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G]
[VERSE 1]
Ste[C]phen sprawled across the b[G]ed,
Rai[C]sed the bottle to his m[G]outh.
Pic[C]tures danced inside his h[G]ead,
Gen[C]tle breezes from the so[G]uth,
Cot[C]ton fields with voices ringin' l[G]ow,
O[C]ld Black J[G]oe.
[VERSE 2]
And h[C]ere's to one ten[G]der and fair
Jeann[C]ie with the lig[G]ht brown hair
Rai[C]sed a banjo t[G]o her knee,
Sa[C]ng a lovely melo[G]dy.
We[C]ep no more, my lady; shed your ca[G]re.
I[C]'ll be the[G]re. [C] [G]
[CHORUS]
And the Swa[Am]nee Ri[Em]ver r[Am]uns ou[Em]tside the do[C]or,
And the whi[Am]skey bo[Em]ttles ga[Am]ther [Em]on the f[C]loor,
And the c[Am]amp-town la[Em]dies s[Am]top and r[Em]ing the b[C]ell
Of the Ame[G]rican Ho[C]tel.
[VERSE 3]
He wr[C]ote a song for ev'ryo[G]ne,
Li[C]fted hearts through[G]out the land.
N[C]ow his world's an empt[G]y one,
A br[C]oken dream and a tre[G]mblin' hand,
S[C]ad and weary ev'rywhere he'd r[G]oam,
Ke[C]ntucky h[G]ome.
[CHORUS]
And the Swa[Am]nee Ri[Em]ver r[Am]uns ou[Em]tside the d[C]oor,
And the whi[Am]skey bo[Em]ttles ga[Am]ther [Em]on the f[C]loor,
And the c[Am]amp-town la[Em]dies s[Am]top and r[Em]ing the b[C]ell
Of the Ame[G]rican Ho[C]tel.
[CHORUS]
And the Swa[Am]nee Ri[Em]ver r[Am]uns ou[Em]tside the d[C]oor,
And the whi[Am]skey bo[Em]ttles ga[Am]ther [Em]on the f[C]loor,
And the c[Am]amp-town la[Em]dies s[Am]top and r[Em]ing the b[C]ell
Of the Ame[G]rican Ho[C]tel.
Used chords
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