Текст песни с аккордами
Вступление
[Intro]
D
[Verse]
D D D D D D D D D
I'm goin' away to a world unknown
D G G G D D D D
I'm goin' away to world unknown
D A7 D D D
I'm worried now, but I won't be worried long
D D D D D
My rider got somethin', she's tryin' a keep it hid
D G D D D
My rider got somethin', she's tryin' a keep it hid
D A7 D D
Lord, I got somethin' to find that somethin' with
D D G D D
I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere
D G D D
I feel like choppin', chips flyin' everywhere
[verse]
D A7 A7 D D D
I been to the Nation, Lord, but I couldn't stay there
D D D
Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad
D D
(Why, of course they are)
D G D7 D
Some people say them oversea blues ain't bad
D
(What was a-matter with 'em?)
D A7 D D
It must not a-been them oversea blues I had
D D D D
Every day seem like murder here
D
(My God, I'm no sheriff)
D G D D
Every day seem like murder here ooh
D A7 D D D
I'm gonna leave tomorrow, I know you don't bid my care
[Chorus]
D D G D D
Can't go down any dirt road by myself
D G D D
Can't go down any dirt road by myself
[Outro]
D
(My Lord, who ya gonna carry?)
D A A D D D B
I don't carry my, gonna carry me someone else
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