Tennessee Jed

TENNESSEE JED - GRATEFUL DEAD

Co7: x3x242 Dm7: x00211 C7: 3x2310

 

Cold iron shackles, ball and chain.

Drink all day and rock all night.

I run into Charlie Fog.

Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train.

The law come to get you if you don't walk right.

Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog.

C Co7 Dm7 C7

You know you bound to wind up dead

Got a letter this mornin', baby and all it read:

My doggie turned to me and he said.

if you don't head back to Tennessee Jed.

"You better head back to Tennessee Jed."

"Let's head back to Tennesse Jed."

Rich man step on my poor head.

I dropped four flights and cracked my spine.

I woke up feelin' mean.

When you get back, you better butter my bread.

Honey, come quick with the iodine.

I went down to play the slot machine.

Co7 Dm7 C7

Well you know it's like I said:

Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed.

The wheels turned around and the letters read,

you better head back to Tennessee Jed.

Then you head back to Tennessee Jed.

"You better head back to Tennessee Jed."

 

Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be.

Baby won't you carry me

back to Tennessee.

--

From: Harlan L Thompson <harlant@uhunix.uhcc.Hawaii.Edu>

TENNESSEE JED- The Grateful Dead

RIFF: 2(4bend up) 2(3) 2(1) 3(2) 4(0h2) 4(0) 5(3) 6(3) C

C RIFF C RIFF

C RIFF

Cold iron shackles, ball and chain

F G C RIFF

Listen to the whistle of the evenin' train

C Co7 Dm7 C C7

You know you bound to wind up dead

F G C RIFF

If you don't head back to Tennessee Jed

C RIFF

Rich man step on my poor head

F G C RIFF

When you get back, you better butter my bread

Co7 Dm7 C C7

Well you know it's like I said:

you better head back to Tennessee Jed

 

Tennessee, Tennessee, there ain't no place I'd rather be

C G F C G F RIFF

Baby won't you carry me back to Tennessee

Drink all day and rock all night

The law come to get you if you don't walk right

Got a letter this mornin', baby and all it read:

"You better head back to Tennessee Jed"

I dropped four flights and cracked my spine

Honey, come quick with the iodine

Catch a few winks, baby, under the bed

Then you head back to Tennessee Jed ...CHORUS

I run into Charlie Fog

Blacked my eye and he kicked my dog

My doggie turned to me and he said

"Let's head back to Tennesse Jed"

I woke up feelin' mean

I went down to play the slot machine

The wheels turned around and the letters read

"You better head back to Tennessee Jed"...CHORUS

Co7: x3x242 Dm7: x00211 C7: 3x2310

NOTE: This is exactly the same as the previous posting except that I

perfer this format and I thought others might too.

(from Europe 72, 1972)

(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)