Bob Dylan - Jim Jones tab

      
This is an awesome song off Dylans 1992 album Good As I Been To You.  Enjoy the tale of 
Jones who is sent to be a slave in Australia.  They never do say what he did but it is 
amazing story.

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Csus4    C      Csus4 C
Come and listen for a moment, lads,
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And hear me tell my tale.
     C                  G
How across the sea from England
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I was condemned to sail.
        C        Csus4 C
Now the jury found me  guilty,
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Then says the judge, says he,
         C                    G
"Oh, for life, Jim Jones, I'm sending you
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Across the stormy sea.
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But take a tip before you ship
   C        Csus4 C
To join the iron gang.
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Don't get too gay in Botany Bay,
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Or else you'll surely  hang.
   C               Csus4 C
Or else you'll surely    hang," says he.
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"And after that, Jim Jones,
          C           G
It's high up upon the gallows tree
    F                    C
The crows will pick your bones."

[This is the fill that goes after every verse]

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Well our ship was high upon the sea when pirates came along, But the soldiers on our convict ship Were full five hundred strong. For they opened fire and somehow drove That pirate ship away. But I'd rather have joined that pirate ship Than gone to Botany Bay. With the storms ragin' round us, And the winds a-blowin' gales, I'd rather have drowned in misery Than gone to New South Wales. There's no time for mischief there, they say remember that says they oh they'll flog the poaching out of you down there in Botany Bay
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Now it's day and night and the irons clang, And like poor galley slaves We toil and toil, and when we die Must fill dishonored graves, And it's by and by I'll slip my chains, Well, into the bush I'll go And I'll join the brave bush rangers there, Jack Donohue and co. And some dark night, when everything Is silent in the town I'll shoot those tyrants one and all, I'll gun the flogger down. Oh, I'll give the land a little shock, Remember what I say, And they'll yet regret they've sent Jim Jones In chains to Botany Bay.
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There is also a bit more instrumentation after this.
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