Ian Noe – Letter To Madeline chords

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
                      Em          DLooked like a hundred guns held on me
                 Am                C         EmHunkered by the shed of Detroit General & Company
               D                     CCalling, boy come out, we have you jailed
                       Em            DBeside the buck-shot door, I stood still
                   Am                 C               EmWondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills
                    D                      CAnd clinging to a letter that I wish I'd mailed

[Chorus]
         Em        DGo rest easy, Madeline
        Dm              Am                C            EmI'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            CAnd when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                        Em             DBut don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                Am        G       C                EmIf you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   CJust set me up a stone on that high hillside

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[Verse 2]
                    Em               DNow in the pouring snow, sad, but swift
                    AmI headed down the highway
                   C                     EmHoping that the burden of my blues would lift
                       D                    CAnd praying that the whiskey would keep me brave
               Em             DOh, but I got caught in the cold
                Am           G  C             EmLooking like a hobo without no mercy from the road
                     D                  CAnd feeling like a dead man without a grave

[Chorus]
         Em     DGo rest easy, Madeline
        Dm             Am                C            EmI'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            CAnd when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                       Em             DBut don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                 Am        G      C                EmIf you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   CJust set me up a stone on that high hillside

C          EmOh my, oh my

[Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
                 Em                      DBloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down
                   Am                        C            EmI woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered 'round
                    D                 CAnd cursing for the bag they knew I'd hid
                              Em                  DAnd the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed
               Am                       C                     EmFeeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade
                      D                                  CSaid, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid

[Chorus]
         Em     DGo rest easy, Madeline
        Dm             Am                C            EmI'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            CAnd when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                       Em             DBut don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                 Am        G      C                EmIf you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   CJust set me up a stone on that high hillside