Shovels & Rope - Swing low

^EmMarch him up the mountain, rifle in his back To the ^Amgallows yonder just beyond the ^Emtrack To ^B7pay for what could ^Amnot be taken ^Emback

The ^Emtown had come and gathered, but no eye dare unclose For the ^Amshame and guilt were worn on them like ^Emheavy, heavy clothes ^B7Dressed in black but ^Amwhiter than a ^Emghost

Swing ^Glow, sweet ^Dlord Cause no one's ^Clistenin' no ^Emmore Let ^Ggo or pull ^Dtoward But if you don't do ^Canything, swing ^Emlow ^GSwing ^Emlow ^{G Em}

^EmMud filled up the river, dust filled up the sky And ^Amrage filled up the mother when they ^Emcovered up his eyes A ^B7sacrifice to ^Amcover what still ^Emhides

Swing ^Glow, sweet ^Dlord Cause no one's ^Clistenin' no ^Emmore Let ^Ggo or pull ^Dtoward But if you don't do ^Canything, swing ^Emlow ^GSwing ^Emlow, ^Gswing l^Emow, ^Gswing ^Emlow