Josh Turner - The ballad of john mccrae

^EmOn the banks of the ^CMissour^Gi ^GAnnie ^CWashed ^Dup in the c^Emlay ^EmAnd they took her to her ^Cfathe^Gr ^GTold him ^Cit w^Das John ^EmMcCrae ^EmNow I'm running through the ^Cbadland^Gs ^GCov^Cerin^Dg my ^Emtracks ^EmNorthward toward ^CDakot^Ga ^GWith the ^Cdevil o^Dn my ^Emback

^AmOh, the ^Driver ^Gflows ^AmTo our i^Dmmortal ^Ghome ^B7Oh Annie, oh my ^Emsoul

^EmWell I took her down by the ^Cstream ^Gside ^GFor to ^Cmake that ^Dgirl my ^Embride ^EmBut in the fold of her prett^Cy white ^Gdress ^GLay her ^Cfather's^D bowie ^Emknife ^EmWell she pulled that ^Csteel blad^Ge on me ^GTold me ^Cshe would ^Dtake my ^Emlife ^EmSo I pushed her into the ^Crive^Gr ^GShe went ^Cunder w^Dith the ^Emtide

^AmOh, the ^Driver ^Gflows ^AmTo our i^Dmmortal ^Ghome ^B7Oh Annie, oh my ^Emsoul

^EmI am standing at the ^Cgallow^Gs ^GAnd the ^Cscaffold i^Dt is h^Emigh ^EmAnd the hangman asked my ^Clast wo^Grds ^GBefore I'm ^Ccondemne^Dd to d^Emie ^EmSo I begged God, "Don't ^Cforgive ^Gme ^Gfor the ^Ctrouble ^GI have s^Emown ^Emfor I'll soon see my pretty ^CAnni^Ge ^Gin the hell ^Cfire d^Down be^Emlow."

^AmOh, the ^Driver ^Gflows ^AmTo our i^Dmmortal ^Ghome ^B7Oh Annie, oh my ^Emsoul