Dixieland

The lick is very simplified and i know there is a lot more going on but if
anyone wants ill do it for banjo too. Or guitar if no-one owns a banjo or
mandolin. If the actual structure of the tab looks crap then just copy it into
Word as Courier New and it should re-align.

D	       G	 	  D	 Bm		 A			 D

E---------------------|---------------------|-------------------|---------------
A---------------------|--------0-2-(2-2-22)-|-0-2-5-2-0-2-0-----|---------------
D-2h4-4-2h4-4-2h4-2-0-|--0-2-4--------------|---------------4-2-|-2h4-4-2h4-2-0-
G---------------------|---------------------|-------------------|---------------

The chords aren't in exact places, but youll get the idea pretty easily.

D                                                  G
I am Kilrain and I'm a fightin' man and I come from County Clare
                             D                            Bm
And the Brits would hang me for a Fenian so I took me leave of there
     D                                            G
And I crossed the ocean in the "Arrianne", the vilest tub afloat
                           D                               Bm
And the captain's brother was a railroad man and he met us at the boat
   A                                    G                  A
So I joined up with the 20th Maine like I said my friend I'm a fighting man
         D           Em            F#m     G
And we're marchin' south in the pouring rain
      A               D
We're all goin' down to Dixieland

D					G
I am Kilrain of the 20th Maine and we fight for Chamberlain
			D			Bm
'Cause he stood right with us when the Johnnies came like a banshee on the wind
D					G
In the smoke smeared hell of Gettysburg many a mother wept
			D				Bm
For many a good boy died there, sure, and the air smelt just like death

A				G		A
I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine and I marched to hell and back again
D	Em	F#m	G	A		D
For Colonel Joshua Chamberlain - we're all goin' down to Dixieland

D					G
I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine and I damn all gentlemen
			D			Bm
Whose only worth is their father's name and the sweat of a workin' man
D				D			G
Well we come from the farms and the city streets and a hundred foreign lands
		D
And we spilled our blood in the battle's heat
		Bm
Now we're all Americans
A				G			A
I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine did I tell you friend I'm a fightin' man
D	Em	F#m	G	A				D
And I'll not be back this way again, 'cause we're all goin' down to Dixieland

Steve Earle is a genius in all of his works. I love the guy and if anyone needs
anymore tabs just leave a comment and i'll see what i can do.