WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Blitzen Trapper - The Man Who Would Speak True Chords | Ver. 1
Tuning: Standard EADGBe
**CAPO 7th FRET**
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Chord reference (note the chord names are written as if there was
no capo, for simplicity):
Am D7sus4 D7 Em7 A9 C G D
e|-------------------0----0----0----3----2---|
B|--1----1------1----3----0----1----0----3---|
G|--2----2------2----4----2----0----0----2---|
D|--2----0------0----0----x----2----0----0---|
A|--0----x------x----5----4----3----2--------|
E|-------3------2----0----0---------3--------|
Am D7sus4
I had a lover, name was Grace
D7 D7sus4
She found me down in a lonely place
Am D7sus4
She dug me out with an old jar bow
D7 D7sus4
She dressed me up for to take me home
Am D7sus4
She fed me words that I could not taste
D7 D7sus4
For I had no tongue, it had been replaced
Am D7sus4
By a green and a-growin' flower which grew
D7 D7sus4 Am
And I knew if I ever spoke I would speak true
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D7sus4 D7 D7sus4
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Am D7sus4
We lived together in an old hotel
D7 D7sus4
Broke-down palace with a wishing well
Am D7sus4
The neighbour girl taught me how to spell
D7 D7sus4
And how to steal what I could not sell
Am D7sus4
But I fed my tongue on the devil's rum
D7 D7sus4
And a roadhouse run by a godless bum
Am D7sus4
On a drunken night with a stolen gun
D7 D7sus4
I shot my lover as she made to run
Em7 A9
The judge said "Son, what have you done?"
Em7 A9
But I didn't speak a word, no I didn't speak one
C G D
And the judge sent me away
C G D7sus4 Am
And they buried my Grace, yeah, the very next day
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D7sus4 D7 D7sus4
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Am D7sus4
They sent me out on a midnight train
D7 D7sus4
In the rain rollin' down through the dusty plain
Am D7sus4
4 men sittin' with an old shotgun
D7 D7sus4
silver stars pinned on everyone
Am D7sus4
They busted my mouth for to get at my tongue
D7 D7sus4
To see just how this had all begun
Em7 A9
So I opened my mouth like a dragon's breath
Em7 A9
I only spoke truth, but it only brought death
C G D
And I laid those boys to rest
C G D7sus4 Am
For the truth in truth is a terrible jest
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D7sus4 D7 D7sus4
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Em7 A9
For there ain't no road but the road to home
Em7 A9
There ain't no crops but the one's you've sown
C G D
And if you learn one thing from me
C G D7sus4 Am
You better guard your tongue like your enemy
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D7sus4 D7 D7sus4
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Am D7sus4
I came to ground in a one horse town
D7 D7sus4
On the western rim where the sun go down
Am D7sus4
Where a branded man might start again
D7 D7sus4
For to ride his rung, for to lose his sin
Am D7sus4
But my tongue kept growing, it would not cease
D7 D7sus4
I grew quite weary, couldn't get no release
Em7 A9
So I went to the magistrate and turned myself in
Em7 A9
Picked up a shovel and he made the grin
C G D
And they planted me by the sea
C G D7sus4 Am
Now the birds of the air make nests on me
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D7sus4 D7 D7sus4
Am D7sus4 D7 D7sus4
