Hợp âm Walkin' To Georgia

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Well, [G]I'm[Am] walking
[G]down to [Am]Georgia,
six strings [G]on my [Am]back
Forty thousand lone[G]some [Am]crossties
and a [G]cold steel double line track[Am],
la, la, [G]cold steel double line [Am]track
There's a 40 -car freight
[G]about a mil[Am]e ahead,
loadin' on wa[G]ter and [Am]coal
Hear the brakeman [G]yell,
there's a [Am]railroad bomb
to the [G]Cairo jail, you'll [Am]go,
poor boy, [G]Cairo jail, you'll [Am]go
I picked [C]peaches out in Fresno,
Califor[Am]nia,
boys, carried [C]rocks for
the Texarkana [Am]Dam
And I've [C]learned that trouble
and hun[Am]ger, Lord,
Are the [G]lot of a ramblin' [Am]man, poor boy,
The [G]lot of a ramblin' [Am]man.
Got a two -dollar [G]bill
and a [Am]quarter and a dime,
My guitar is [G]all I [Am]own.
Yet tomorrow I'll be [G]leavin'
this yel[Am]low brick jail,
I'll be [G]laughin' in free and [Am]gone,
Lord, yes,
Laugh[G]in' in free hand[Am]gun
Cause I'm walkin' [G]down to [Am]Georgia
Six strings [G]on my [Am]back
Forty thousand lone[G]some [Am]cross ties
And a [G]cold steel double line track[Am],
poor boy
[G]Cold steel double line [Am]track
And a [G]cold steel double line [Am]track,
lord, lord
[G]Cold steel double lined

[Outro 1]
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