Chords for Foghorn Stringband - 21 March 2014 - Billy Grey

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We had a nice time at the break chatting with [Am] folks and meeting [F] some new friends.
_ Thanks for saying hello and visiting.
It [E] _ makes us feel [F] more cozy and more at home. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We traveled kind of a long way, as you know.
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_ _ [Gb] We're real happy to be here.
[F] Thanks to [Gb] _ Rose [C] and Gary and Davis and [A] everyone who has put this up.
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_ _ _ _ _ I'm going to go back to the buddy who drove a little ways tonight and brought a few friends.
[Eb] _ And we know him from way back in Portland.
This [G] is for you, Jason.
[F] _ _ _ How _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Billy Gray rode in [Bb] the _ gantry [F] _ back [C] in _ 83
_ [Bb] _ Where he led [F] _ me, young Sarah _ [C] McRae _
_ _ That _ [F] _ wild [Bb] rose of morning, [F] that pale flower of _ dawning
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Herald [F] of _ springtime, [C] and his young wife that [F] _ day _ _ _
Now Sarah, she [Bb] could not see the daylight of [C] _
reality
_ [Bb] _ And her [F] young eyes, really _ bore [C] out of fall
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Knowing my [Bb] good chosen _ [F]
one was a hired gun
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_ Wanted [F] in _ Kansas [C]
City, a [F] pile of _ logs _
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_ _ _ Then one day a [Bb] tall man [F] came riding across the [C] _ Badlands
_ [Bb] _ Climbing to the [F] north _ of New _ [C] Mexico
_ _ _ _ He was _ _ [Bb] overheard to say he was looking for [C] Bill Gray
[Bb] A ruthless [F] _ man and [C] a _ dangerous [F] outlaw _ _ _
_ _ _ Then the news [Bb] came creeping [F] to Billy Gray [C] by sleeping
_ [Bb] _ There in [F] the _ Flareon _ Bar and [C] Hotel
_ _ He _ _ flipped [Bb] toward the old church _ there on [C] the outskirts _
[Bb] _ Thinking [F] he'd find you [C] there, old [F] steeple bell _ _
_ _ But a rifle ball [Bb] came flying, [F] face down he [C] lay dying
_ [Bb] _ _ There in [F] the dust from the road [C] where he fell _ _ _ _ _
[F] And Sarah, she [Bb] ran to him [F] just _ cursing the law man
[Bb] _ She had [F] no _ _ [C] reason knowing he [F] was too _
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_ _ Sarah _ [Bb] lives in that same old white frame house
_ Where she [F] first met Billy _ some forty [C] years ago
_ _ And _ that wild [Bb] rose of morning she's [F] faded with the dawning [Bb] _
of
Each day of sorrow, [C]
the long years of [F] song _
_ _ Yes, and written [Bb] on a stone where the dusty winds have long blown _ _ _
Eighteen [F] words to a passing [C]
world _ _ say _ _
True [Bb] love knows no season, no [F] rhyme, no [C] _ reason _
[Bb] _ Just as [F] cold as [C] the Granger County [F] _ plain _
_ _ Yes, true love knows [Bb] no season, [F] no rhyme, no [C] _ reason
_ [Bb] _ Just as [F] _ cold as [C] the Granger [F] County plain _ _ _ _ _ _
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