Brown-Eyed Women chords and lyrics - TRAMPLED BY TURTLES

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[Intro 1]
[Am][C][F]
[C]
[Am]God of the days

[Verse 1]
[Am]
when [C]the ox fall down
[G]Take out the oak
and plow the [F]fields around
[Am]Gone are the days when
[C]the lady said please
Gener[F]al Jack Jones
won't you come [C]home to me
[F]Brown [G]eyed women in red grenadine
The [F]bottle was tested
but the [C]liquor was [G]clean
[F]Sound of the thunder
with [C]the rain pouring [Am]down
And it [Dm]looks like the old
[F]man's getting [C]on
[Am]1920 when he [C]stepped to the bar
[G]Drank to the dregs of the [F]whiskey jar
[Am]1930 when the wall[C]s caved in
He [F]made his way selling red -eyed [C]gin
[G]Brown -eyed women and red grenadine
The [F]bottle was dusty
but the [C]liquor was [G]clean
[F]Sound of the thunder
with [C]the rain pouring [Am]down
And it [Dm]looks like the old
[F]man's getting [C]on
[Am]Lila Jones was the mother [C]of twins
[G]Two times over, the rest [F]was sin
[Am]Race day boys and only [C]our turn back
Did[F]n't get the liquors
that the other ones [C]had
[G]Brown eyed women and red grenadine
The [F]bottle was dusty
but the [C]liquor was clean
[G]The sou[F]nd of the thunder
with [C]the rain pouring [Am]down
And it [Dm]looks like the old man [F]is getting [C]on

[Interlude 1]
[C][Am][C][G]
[F][Am][C]
[F][C][Am]
[C][G][F][Am]
[C][F][C]
[Gm][F]

[Verse 2]
[C]It [Gm]snowed so hard that
[F]the roof came [C]in
[Am]Delilah [G]Jones went to [F]meet her God
[C]And the old[F] man never was
the same [C]again[Am][C]
[Am]Daddy made whiskey and he [C]made it well
[G]Cost two dollars and it [F]burned like hell
[Am]I cut hickory just to [C]find the still
[F]Drink down a bottle and
I'm ready to [C]kill
[F]Brown [G]eyed women, a red grenadine
The [F]bottle was dusty
but the [C]liquid was clean
[G]The sou[F]nd of the thunder
with [C]the rain pouring down
[Am]And it looks[Dm] like the old man'[F]s getting
[C]on[Am][C]
[G][F][Am][C]
[F][C]
[Am]Gone are the days when [C]the ox fall down
[G]Take up the yoke
and plow the [F]fields around
[Am]Gone are the days when
[C]the ladies say please
Gener[F]al Jack Jones,
won't you come home [C]to me?
[G]Burned -out women and red grenadine
The [F]bottle was dust,
but the [C]liquor was clean
[G]The sou[F]nd of thunder
with [C]the rain falling [Am]down
And it [Dm]looks like the old
[F]man's getting [C]on
An[Dm]d it looks like the old ma[F]n's getting
[C]on
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.