Chords for Grateful Dead-Brown-Eyed Women

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[C#m] _ Gone are the days [E] when the oxen pulled, _
[B] _ Take up the oaken [A] piling fields again.
[C#m] _ Gone are the [E] days when the ladies
Lit [A] _ _ red chandeliers.
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_ Lemon and red grenadine,
[A] The bottle was cast, [E] but the gigger [B] was clean.
[A] _ Sound of the thunder with [E] the rain [C#m] falling [F#m] down,
And it looks like [A] the old man's [E] getting old.
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_ Nineteen twenty when he [E] stepped in the barn, _
[B] He drank to the [A] dregs of the whiskey jar. _
[C#m] _ Nineteen thirty when the [E] wall came in,
[A] _ He paid his way selling red-eyed [E]
gin.
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Gone are [E] the days when the [B] men [E] lit red [B] grenadine,
[Gm]
[A] The bottle was dusty, [E] but the liquor [B] was [A] clean.
Sound of the thunder with [E] the [C#m] rain falling down,
[F#] And it looks like the [E] old [A] man's [E] getting old. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Lila Jones [E] was mother of twelve,
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The time's over [A] and the rest was sin.
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Raised eight boys, [E] only I turned [A] five.
Didn't get the leg and so the [E] other boy stayed.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] Gone are the [E] [B] women, [E] red [B] grenadine,
[A] The bottle was dusty, [E] but the liquor [B] was [A] clean.
Sound of the thunder with [E] the rain [C#m] falling down,
[F#m] And it looks like the [E] old [A] man's [E] getting old.
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Crumpled down the [A] shack and the [E] people counted,
[Bm] _
Smoked so [A] hard that the roof [E] came in [C#m] deep.
[B] Lila Jones [A] went to meet [G#m] her gal,
[A] And the old man never was the same [E]
again.
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Daddy made whiskey, [E] they made it well.
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Walked to Darla, [A] she lived a firm life.
[C#m] _
_ I couldn't [D#] get [E] crickets to buy the snails.
[A] _ Drink down a bottle and you're [E] educated.
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The women, [E] red [B] _ [A] grenadine,
The bottle was dusty, [E] but the liquor [B] was clean.
[A] _ Sound of the thunder [E] with the [C#m] rain falling down,
[F#] And it looks like [G#] the old [A] man's [E] getting old.
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_ Gone are the [D#] days [E] when the hearts fall down, _
[B] You take out the oak and [A] plow the fields around.
[C#m] _ Gone are the [G#m] days [E] when the ladies said please,
[A] Jenny, Jack, Jones, won't you come [E] to me?
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Gone are the [B] women, [E] red [B] grenadine,
[A] The bottle was [E] dusty, but the liquor [B] was [A] clean.
Sound of the thunder [E] with the rain [C#m] falling down,
[F#] And it [F#m] looks like the old [E] man's [A] _
[E] getting old. _ _ _ _ _
And [F#m] it looks like the old [G#m] _ [A] _ [C] man's _ getting [E] old. _ _ _ _
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