WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Hiss Golden Messenger - Brown-Eyed Women Chords | Ver. 1
[Verse 1]
Bm D
Gone are the days when the ox fall down,
A G
You take up the yoke and plow the fields around.
Bm D
Gone are the days when the ladies said, "Please,
G D
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me."
[Chorus]
A
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
G D A
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
G D Bm
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
Em G D D F# Bm
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
[Verse 2]
Bm D
1920 when he stepped to the bar,
A G
Drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar.
Bm D
1930 when the wall caved in,
G D
He paid his way selling red-eyed gin.
[Chorus]
A
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
G D A
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
G D Bm
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
Em G D
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
[Verse 3]
Bm D
Delilah Jones was the mother of twins,
A G
Two times over and the rest were sins.
Bm D
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad,
G D D F# Bm
Didn't get the lickin's that the other ones had.
[Chorus]
A
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
G D A
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
G D Bm
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
Em G D
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
[Bridge]
Am G D
Tumble down shack in Big Foot county.
Am G D
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in.
Bm A G F#m
Delilah Jones went to meet her God,
G D D F# Bm
And the old man never was the same again.
[Verse 4]
Bm D
Daddy made whiskey and he made it well.
A G
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell.
Bm D
I cut hick'ry just to fire the still,
G D
Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill.
[Chorus]
A
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
G D A
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
G D Bm
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
Em G D D F# Bm
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
[Verse 5]
Bm D
Gone are the days when the ox fall down,
A G
You take up the yoke and plow the fields around.
Bm D
Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please,
G D
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me."
[Chorus]
A
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine,
G D A
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean.
G D Bm
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down,
Em G D
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.
Em G D
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.