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[Intro] Well I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Look away, look away, look away Dixieland [Verse 1]
GmOh musket and cannon have tForn his gray coat CmDon't he look fine and handsome Don't he lGmook at his most Gm45 in the foxhole and of thFis I will boast CmDon't they look fine and handsome My poor JoGmhnny Boy's Bones
[Chorus]
Well wGmho will bring back my JohFnny Boy's Bones To Cmlay beneath the trees of his TGmennessee home A bGmox, a box made of stuFrdy white oak With his arCmms folded up and his bGmlue eyes all closed
[Verse 2]
Well he dGmied for his country And he diFed for his kin And he diCmed killing men A most hoGmnorable sin But them mGmean boys in blue They done Fturned him in When they Cmlaid him low With a lauGmgh and a grin
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Well wGmho will bring back my JohFnny Boy's Bones To Cmlay beneath the trees of his TGmennessee home A bGmox, a box made of stuFrdy white oak With his arCmms folded up and his bGmlue eyes all closed