Little Bobby Britches

Simplificar Afinação: E A D G B ETecla: DCapotraste: Sem capotraste [Intro] D A7 D [Chorus] D The sun’s shining down, I’m just an old oak tree, A7 with a story to tell if you’ll listen to me G D My branches sway when the wind blows free, G but the darkness that come here, D don’t you blame that on me [Verse 1] D Young Dr. Joe spread a table cloth down, Em D Nurse Nancy packed a picnic for the love they had found G D Lord those were good times when they laid at my feet Em A7 D Where my roots and the laughter and the river bank meet [Verse 2] D Little Bobby stole a clothespin and a clean white shirt, Em D the Johnsons had several so what could that hurt? G D The law moves swift when the gavel comes down Em A7 D and the rope goes taut when the crowd gathers ‘round [Verse 3] D The light of the moon shines on burial mound Em D Town folk asleep back in Burnville Town G D My branches throw shadows on the old fishin hole Em A7 D Down on Little Bobby Britches and old man crow [Interlude] Em A7 [Chorus] D The sun’s shining down, I’m just an old oak tree, A7 with a story to tell if you’ll listen to me G D My branches sway when the wind blows free, G but the darkness that come here, D don’t you blame that on me [Verse 4] D The whole thing don’t set well with good Dr. Joe Em D So he packed up his black bag when the moon burned cold G D With a bottle of Brandy and a heart achin’ sound Em A7 D I watched him walk the path away from Burnville Town [Verse 5] D As he approached me he knelt real near, Em D threw down a shot to hold back the tears G C Well, his hands start to tremble, but his voice was clear Em A7 D and he said a prayer for Bobby who once hung here [Bridge] Em Bm The good folk of Burnville believe they’ve done right, Em Bm Bible in hand, evil to fight G D Still I weep for the fallen in the cold dark night Em A7 D and my visions come to haunt me in the still morning light [Chorus] D The sun’s shining down, I’m just an old oak tree, A7 with a story to tell if you’ll listen to me G D My branches sway when the wind blows free, G but the darkness that come here, D don’t you blame that on me [Outro] D D A7 G D G D