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From: ad503@freenet.carleton.ca (Frederick Clark) TENNESSEE JED - GRATEFUL DEAD Co7: x3x242 Dm7: x00211 C7: 3x2310 C G C G C
CCold iron shackles, ball and chain.G C Drink all day and rock all night. I run into Charlie Fog. FListen to the whistle of the Gevenin' Ctrain.G C The law come to get you if you don't walk right. Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog. C Co7 Dm7 C7 You know you bound to wind up dead Got a letter this mornin', baby and all it read: My doggie turned to me and he said. Cif you Fdon't head back to TenGnessee CJed.G C "You better head back to Tennessee Jed." "Let's head back to Tennesse Jed."
CRich man step on my poor head. G C I dropped four flights and cracked my spine. I woke up feelin' mean. FWhen you get back, you better Gbutter my Cbread.G C Honey, come quick with the iodine. I went down to play the slot machine. Co7 Dm7 C7 Well you know it's like I said: Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed. The wheels turned around and the letters read, Cyou Fbetter head back to TGennessee CJed. Then you head back to Tennessee Jed. "You better head back to Tennessee Jed."
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FTennessee, Tennessee, there Cain't no place I'd Grather bFe. CBaby won't you Gcarry Fme Cback toG TennesFsee. G C
-- From: Harlan L Thompson <harlant@uhunix.uhcc.Hawaii.Edu> TENNESSEE JED- The Grateful Dead RIFF: 2(4bend up) 2(3) 2(1) 3(2) 4(0h2) 4(0) 5(3) 6(3) C C RIFF C RIFF C RIFF Cold iron shackles, ball and chain F G C RIFF Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train C Co7 Dm7 C C7 You know you bound to wind up dead F G C RIFF If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed C RIFF Rich man step on my poor head F G C RIFF When you get back, you better butter my bread Co7 Dm7 C C7 Well you know it's like I said:
you Fbetter head back to TGennessee CJed CHORUS: Bb F G C FTennessee, Tennessee, there Cain't no place I'd Grather bFe C G F C G F RIFF Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee
Drink all day and rock all night The law come to get you if you don't walk right Got a letter this mornin', baby and all it read: "You better head back to Tennessee Jed" I dropped four flights and cracked my spine Honey, come quick with the iodine Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed Then you head back to Tennessee Jed ...CHORUS I run into Charlie Fog Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog My doggie turned to me and he said "Let's head back to Tennesse Jed" I woke up feelin' mean I went down to play the slot machine The wheels turned around and the letters read "You better head back to Tennessee Jed"...CHORUS Co7: x3x242 Dm7: x00211 C7: 3x2310 NOTE: This is exactly the same as the previous posting except that I perfer this format and I thought others might too. (from Europe 72, 1972) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)