Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie Chords & Lyrics - Johnny Cash
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[G]&quo[G6]t;Oh bur[Em]y me[Em7] not on[Em/G] the lon[G]e Prairie"
[G]These [G6]words came [Em]low [Em7]and [Em]mourn - [Em4]ful - [G]ly
[G]From the pallid [G]lips of[G] a youth w[Gm7]ho lay
[G]On his dying [Em]bed at the [Em7]close of [G]day.
[G]He h[G6]as wasted [Em]and [Em7]pined 'til o'[Em/G]er his b[G]row
[G]Death'[G6]s shades we[Em]re s[Em7]lowl[Em]y gather[Em4]ing no[G]w.
[G]He thought of ho[G]me and [G]loved ones[Gm7] nigh,
[G]And the cowbo[Em]ys gathered[Em7] to see h[G]im die.
[G]&quo[G6]t;Oh bur[Em]y me[Em7] not on[Em/G] the lon[G]e Prairie,
[G]Where [G6]the coyotes[Em] how[Em7]l an[Em]d the wi[Em4]nd blo[G]ws free.
[G]In a narrow grav[G]e just [G]six by thr[Gm7]ee
[G]Oh bury me no[Em]t on the lo[Em7]ne Prairi[G]e."
[G]&quo[G6]t;It mat[Em]ters[Em7] not, I[Em/G]'ve oft [G]been told,
[G]Where [G6]the body li[Em]es w[Em7]hen [Em]the hear[Em4]t grow[G]s cold.
[G]Yet grant, oh gr[G]ant, th[G]is wish to[Gm7] me,
[G]Oh bury me no[Em]t on the lo[Em7]ne Prairi[G]e."
[G]&quo[G6]t;I've a[Em]lway[Em7]s wishe[Em/G]d to be [G]laid when I died
[G]In a l[G6]ittle churc[Em]hyar[Em7]d on[Em] a green[Em4] hills[G]ide.
[G]By my father's g[G]rave th[G]ere let me[Gm7] be,
[G]Oh bury me no[Em]t on the lo[Em7]ne Prairi[G]e."
[G]&quo[G6]t;I wish[Em] to [Em7]lie whe[Em/G]re a mot[G]her's prayer
[G]And a [G6]sister's te[Em]ar w[Em7]ill [Em]mingle t[Em4]here. [G]
[G]Where friends ca[G]n come [G]and weep o[Gm7]'er me.
[G]Oh bury me no[Em]t on the lo[Em7]ne Prairi[G]e."
[G]&quo[G6]t;For th[Em]ere'[Em7]s anoth[Em/G]er whose[G] tears will shed
[G]For th[G6]e one who l[Em]ies [Em7]in a[Em] Prairie[Em4] bed. [G]
[G]It breaks my hea[G]rt to t[G]hink of he[Gm7]r now,
[G]She has curled thes[Em]e locks; she ha[Em7]s kissed this b[G]row."
[G]&quo[G6]t;Oh bur[Em]y me[Em7] not...[Em/G]" A[G]nd his voice failed there
[G]But th[G6]ey took no [Em]heed[Em7] to [Em]his dyin[Em4]g pray[G]er.
[G]In a narrow grav[G]e, just[G] six by th[Gm7]ree,
[G]They buried h[Em]im there on[Em7] the lone[G] Prairie.
[G]And [G6]the cowb[Em]oys [Em7]now as [Em/G]they roa[G]m the plain
[G]For th[G6]ey marked t[Em]he s[Em7]pot [Em]where hi[Em4]s bone[G]s were lain,
[G]Fling a handful [G]of rose[G]s o'er his[Gm7] grave
[G]With a prayer[Em] to God, hi[Em7]s soul to[G] save.
[G]These [G6]words came [Em]low [Em7]and [Em]mourn - [Em4]ful - [G]ly
[G]From the pallid [G]lips of[G] a youth w[Gm7]ho lay
[G]On his dying [Em]bed at the [Em7]close of [G]day.
[G]He h[G6]as wasted [Em]and [Em7]pined 'til o'[Em/G]er his b[G]row
[G]Death'[G6]s shades we[Em]re s[Em7]lowl[Em]y gather[Em4]ing no[G]w.
[G]He thought of ho[G]me and [G]loved ones[Gm7] nigh,
[G]And the cowbo[Em]ys gathered[Em7] to see h[G]im die.
[G]&quo[G6]t;Oh bur[Em]y me[Em7] not on[Em/G] the lon[G]e Prairie,
[G]Where [G6]the coyotes[Em] how[Em7]l an[Em]d the wi[Em4]nd blo[G]ws free.
[G]In a narrow grav[G]e just [G]six by thr[Gm7]ee
[G]Oh bury me no[Em]t on the lo[Em7]ne Prairi[G]e."
[G]&quo[G6]t;It mat[Em]ters[Em7] not, I[Em/G]'ve oft [G]been told,
[G]Where [G6]the body li[Em]es w[Em7]hen [Em]the hear[Em4]t grow[G]s cold.
[G]Yet grant, oh gr[G]ant, th[G]is wish to[Gm7] me,
[G]Oh bury me no[Em]t on the lo[Em7]ne Prairi[G]e."
[G]&quo[G6]t;I've a[Em]lway[Em7]s wishe[Em/G]d to be [G]laid when I died
[G]In a l[G6]ittle churc[Em]hyar[Em7]d on[Em] a green[Em4] hills[G]ide.
[G]By my father's g[G]rave th[G]ere let me[Gm7] be,
[G]Oh bury me no[Em]t on the lo[Em7]ne Prairi[G]e."
[G]&quo[G6]t;I wish[Em] to [Em7]lie whe[Em/G]re a mot[G]her's prayer
[G]And a [G6]sister's te[Em]ar w[Em7]ill [Em]mingle t[Em4]here. [G]
[G]Where friends ca[G]n come [G]and weep o[Gm7]'er me.
[G]Oh bury me no[Em]t on the lo[Em7]ne Prairi[G]e."
[G]&quo[G6]t;For th[Em]ere'[Em7]s anoth[Em/G]er whose[G] tears will shed
[G]For th[G6]e one who l[Em]ies [Em7]in a[Em] Prairie[Em4] bed. [G]
[G]It breaks my hea[G]rt to t[G]hink of he[Gm7]r now,
[G]She has curled thes[Em]e locks; she ha[Em7]s kissed this b[G]row."
[G]&quo[G6]t;Oh bur[Em]y me[Em7] not...[Em/G]" A[G]nd his voice failed there
[G]But th[G6]ey took no [Em]heed[Em7] to [Em]his dyin[Em4]g pray[G]er.
[G]In a narrow grav[G]e, just[G] six by th[Gm7]ree,
[G]They buried h[Em]im there on[Em7] the lone[G] Prairie.
[G]And [G6]the cowb[Em]oys [Em7]now as [Em/G]they roa[G]m the plain
[G]For th[G6]ey marked t[Em]he s[Em7]pot [Em]where hi[Em4]s bone[G]s were lain,
[G]Fling a handful [G]of rose[G]s o'er his[Gm7] grave
[G]With a prayer[Em] to God, hi[Em7]s soul to[G] save.
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