Old Crow Medicine Show - Take em away

^GTake em away ^CTake em away Lord, ^GTake away these ^Dchains from me. ^GMy heart is broken cause my ^Cspirits not free, ^G Lord take away these ^Dchains ^Gfrom me. ^GSome bird feathers are too ^Cbright to be caged, ^GI know i'm not that colorful, ^Dbut a bird just the same. ^GOpen up your gate now let me ^Cput down my load, ^Gso i can feel at ease and go ^Dback to my ^Ghome.

^GSun beatin' down my legs cant ^Cseem to stand, ^Gtheres a boss man at a turnrow with a ^Drifle in his hand. ^GI've got nine children, ^Cnothin' in the pan. My^G wife she died hungry while i ^Dwas plowin' ^Gland.

^GCant see when i go to work, ^Ccant see when i get off. ^GHow do you expect a man ^Dnot to get lost. ^GEvery year i just keep getting ^Cdeeper in debt, i^Gf theres a happy day Lord I ^Dhavent seen one ^Gyet.

^GLand that i love is the ^Cland that i'm workin', but its ^Ghard to love it all the time when your ^Dback is a hurtin'. ^GGettin' too old now to ^Cpush this here plow, ^Glet me lay down so i can ^Dlook at the ^Gclouds.

^GThe land that i know is where to ^Crivers collide, the ^GBrazos, the Navaso and the ^Dbig blue ^Gsky.

^GFlood plains, freight trains, ^Cwatermelon vines Of ^Gany place on God’s green earth, this i^Ds where I choose t^Go die