This Old Grey Coat

G Well they gave me this old coat C G Said, "It'll keep you mighty warm. C G It'll see you through the winter. A D It's your by God uniform." G So, I wear it everyday C G And I sleep in it at night C G Now it's twenty shades of grey A D And the waist is shrunk too tight B Em And the bottom's caked and muddy B Em And the buttons are half gone A B C But just like you and me C#m D This Old Grey Coat wears on. Chorus: G B And when I die in this grey coat Em A I'm gonna march though Heaven's door B I'm gonna walk up to Saint Peter C D And tell him, "Send me back for more." G B Cause I'll be damned if I'll just sit around Em A While you boys win the war G B Em Cause even when I'm dead G B Em Shot full of Yankee lead A B C C#m D (Stop) There's a part of me keeps hangin' by a thread G C G C Of This Old Grey Coat. G When I think of all the places C G This old coat and me have been C G Through the fat and lean and in-between A D Double-quick through thick and thin G From the ballrooms down in Richmond C G To the top of Marye's Heights C G From Manasas to The Wilderness A D And a hundred other fights B Em Now the collar's torn and tattered B Em And the elbow's worn clean through A B C But, buddy, in a pinch C#m D This Old Grey Coat will do. G B And when I die in this grey coat Em A And when they come to bury me B They commenc to speech-a-fyin' C D And singin' "Nearer, Lord, to Thee" G B Well be damn sure I ain't just sleepin' Em A Cause I flat out guarantee G B Em That even when I'm dead G B Em Shot full of Yankee lead A B C C#m D (Stop) That the toughest part lives on in every shred G C G C Of This Old Grey Coat. G B Em Well you can cut my throat G B Em You can sink my bones A B C C#m D But you can never stop This Old Grey Coat. G B Em When my bones you tote G B Em When that's all she wrote A B C C#m D I'll fight on inside This Old Grey Coat. Chorus2: G B And when I die in this grey coat Em A I'm gonna march though Heaven's door B I'm gonna walk up to Saint Peter C D And tell him, "Send me back for more." G B Cause I'll be damn if I'll just sit around Em A While you boys win the war G B Em Cause even when I'm dead G B Em Shot full of Yankee' lead A B C C#m D (Stop) There ain't nothin' that I'd rather wear instead G C Of This Old Grey Coat. G C This Old Grey Coat G C I'll go down G C In This Old Grey Coat G F C G This Old Grey Coat. ?'s buffdixie@yahoo.com