Capo on 7th fret.
You can figure out the picking its not that hard, but it sounds just fine strumming the chords.
Take em away Take em away Lord, Take away these chains from me.
My heart is broken cause my spirits not free, Lord take away these chains
Some bird feathers are too bright to be caged, I know i'm not that
colorful, but a bird just the same.
Open up your gate now let me put down my load, so i can feel at ease and
go back to my home.
Sun beatin' down my legs cant seem to stand, theres a boss man at a turnrow
with a rifle in his hand.
I've got nine children, nothin' in the pan. My wife she died hungry while i
was plowin' land.
Cant see when i go to work, cant see when i get off. How do you expect a man
not to get lost.
Every year i just keep getting deeper in debt, if theres a happy day Lord
I havent seen one yet.
Land that i love is the land that i'm workin', but its hard to love it all
the time when your back is a hurtin'.
Gettin' too old now to push this here plow, let me lay down so i can look at
The land that i know is where to rivers collide, the Brazos, the Navaso and
the big blue sky.
Flood plains, freight trains, watermelon vines
Of any place on Godís green earth, this is where I choose to die
Take 'em away, take 'em away Lord
Take away these chains from me
My heart is broken cause my spirits
Lord take away these chains from me
Some birds feathers are too bright to
I know I'm not that colorful but a bird
Just the same
Open up your gate now, let me put
Down my load
So I can feel at ease and go back to my
Sun beating down, my legs can't seem
There's a boss man at a turnrow with a
Rifle in his hand
I've got nine children, nothin in the pan
My wife she died hungrey while I was
Can't see when I go to work, can't see
When I get off
How do you expect a man not to get lost
Every year I just keep getting deeper in
If there's a happy day, Lord, I haven't
Seen one yet
Land that I love is the land that I'm
But it's hard to love it all the time when
Your back is a-hurting
Getting too old now to push this here
Please let me lay down so I can look at
Land that I know is where tworivers
The Brazos The Navaso and the big blue
Flood plains, freight trains, watermelon
Of any place on God's green earth, This
Is where I choose to die
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