Chords for Johnny Cash-The Reverend Mr.Black
Tempo:
83.65 bpm
Chords used:
D
C
G
A
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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He rode easy in the saddle, he was tall and lean, and you'd have thought nothing but a streak of mean could make a man look so downright strong.
But one look in his eyes, and you'd know you was wrong.
He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know he could preach hot [C] hell or freezing [F] snow.
He carried [C] a Bible in a canvas [G] sack, and everybody [C] called him the Reverend Mr.
Black.
[F] He was poor as a [C] beggar, but he rode like a [G] king.
Sometimes in the [C] evening I could hear him sing.
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, [G] I gotta walk it [C] by myself.
There ain't [F] nobody here can walk it [C] for me, I gotta walk it by myself.
If ever I could have thought that this man in [G] black was soft and [C] had any yella up his back, [F] I gave that [C] notion up the very day [G] a lumberjack [C] came in and it wasn't to pray.
He kicked open that meetin' house [G] door, and he cussed everybody [C] up and down the floor.
[F] Then when things got [C] quiet all over the place, [G] he walked up and [C] cussed in the preacher's face.
[D] He hit that reverend like a kick of a mule, [A] and to my way of thinking, [D] it took a pure fool [G] to turn the other cheek [D] to that lumberjack.
[A] But that's what he did, [D] the Reverend Mr.
Black.
He stood like a rock, a man among men, [A] and then he let that [D] lumberjack hit him again.
[G] And then with a voice [D] as kind as could be, [A] he cut him down [D] like a big oak tree when he said,
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it by [D] yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here can walk [D] it for you, you gotta walk it by yourself.
Well, it's been many years since we've had to part, [A] and I guess I learned [D] all his ways by heart.
[G] Yes, I can still [D] hear his sermons ring [A] down in the valley [D] where he used to sing.
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it [D] by yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here can [D] walk it for you, you gotta walk it by yourself.
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it by [D]
yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here.
[D]
But one look in his eyes, and you'd know you was wrong.
He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know he could preach hot [C] hell or freezing [F] snow.
He carried [C] a Bible in a canvas [G] sack, and everybody [C] called him the Reverend Mr.
Black.
[F] He was poor as a [C] beggar, but he rode like a [G] king.
Sometimes in the [C] evening I could hear him sing.
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, [G] I gotta walk it [C] by myself.
There ain't [F] nobody here can walk it [C] for me, I gotta walk it by myself.
If ever I could have thought that this man in [G] black was soft and [C] had any yella up his back, [F] I gave that [C] notion up the very day [G] a lumberjack [C] came in and it wasn't to pray.
He kicked open that meetin' house [G] door, and he cussed everybody [C] up and down the floor.
[F] Then when things got [C] quiet all over the place, [G] he walked up and [C] cussed in the preacher's face.
[D] He hit that reverend like a kick of a mule, [A] and to my way of thinking, [D] it took a pure fool [G] to turn the other cheek [D] to that lumberjack.
[A] But that's what he did, [D] the Reverend Mr.
Black.
He stood like a rock, a man among men, [A] and then he let that [D] lumberjack hit him again.
[G] And then with a voice [D] as kind as could be, [A] he cut him down [D] like a big oak tree when he said,
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it by [D] yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here can walk [D] it for you, you gotta walk it by yourself.
Well, it's been many years since we've had to part, [A] and I guess I learned [D] all his ways by heart.
[G] Yes, I can still [D] hear his sermons ring [A] down in the valley [D] where he used to sing.
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it [D] by yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here can [D] walk it for you, you gotta walk it by yourself.
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it by [D]
yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here.
[D]
Key:
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C
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A
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He rode easy in the saddle, he was tall and lean, and you'd have thought nothing but a streak of mean could make a man look so downright strong.
But one look in his eyes, and you'd know you was wrong.
He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know he could preach hot [C] hell or freezing [F] snow.
He carried [C] a Bible in a canvas [G] sack, and everybody [C] called him the Reverend Mr.
Black.
[F] He was poor as a [C] beggar, but he rode like a [G] king.
Sometimes in the [C] evening I could hear him sing.
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, _ [G] I gotta _ walk it [C] by myself.
There ain't [F] nobody here can walk it [C] for me, I gotta walk it by myself. _
If ever I could have thought that this man in [G] black was soft and [C] had any yella up his back, [F] I gave that [C] notion up the very day [G] a lumberjack [C] came in and it wasn't to pray.
_ _ He kicked open that meetin' house [G] door, and he cussed everybody [C] up and down the floor.
[F] Then when things got [C] quiet all over the place, [G] he walked up and [C] cussed in the preacher's face.
_ [D] He hit that reverend like a kick of a mule, [A] and to my way of thinking, [D] it took a pure fool [G] to turn the other cheek [D] to that lumberjack.
[A] But that's what he did, [D] the Reverend Mr.
Black.
_ He stood like a rock, a man among men, [A] and then he let that [D] lumberjack hit him again.
[G] And then with a voice [D] as kind as could be, [A] he cut him down [D] like a big oak tree when he said,
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it by [D] _ yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here can walk [D] it for you, you gotta walk it by yourself.
Well, it's been many years since we've had to part, [A] and I guess I learned [D] all his ways by heart.
[G] Yes, I can still [D] hear his sermons ring [A] down in the valley [D] where he used to sing.
You gotta walk that lonesome _ valley, you [A] gotta _ walk it [D] by yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody _ here can [D] walk it for you, you gotta _ walk it by yourself.
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it by [D]
yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here.
_ _ [D] _
But one look in his eyes, and you'd know you was wrong.
He was a mountain of a man, and I want you to know he could preach hot [C] hell or freezing [F] snow.
He carried [C] a Bible in a canvas [G] sack, and everybody [C] called him the Reverend Mr.
Black.
[F] He was poor as a [C] beggar, but he rode like a [G] king.
Sometimes in the [C] evening I could hear him sing.
I gotta walk that lonesome valley, _ [G] I gotta _ walk it [C] by myself.
There ain't [F] nobody here can walk it [C] for me, I gotta walk it by myself. _
If ever I could have thought that this man in [G] black was soft and [C] had any yella up his back, [F] I gave that [C] notion up the very day [G] a lumberjack [C] came in and it wasn't to pray.
_ _ He kicked open that meetin' house [G] door, and he cussed everybody [C] up and down the floor.
[F] Then when things got [C] quiet all over the place, [G] he walked up and [C] cussed in the preacher's face.
_ [D] He hit that reverend like a kick of a mule, [A] and to my way of thinking, [D] it took a pure fool [G] to turn the other cheek [D] to that lumberjack.
[A] But that's what he did, [D] the Reverend Mr.
Black.
_ He stood like a rock, a man among men, [A] and then he let that [D] lumberjack hit him again.
[G] And then with a voice [D] as kind as could be, [A] he cut him down [D] like a big oak tree when he said,
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it by [D] _ yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here can walk [D] it for you, you gotta walk it by yourself.
Well, it's been many years since we've had to part, [A] and I guess I learned [D] all his ways by heart.
[G] Yes, I can still [D] hear his sermons ring [A] down in the valley [D] where he used to sing.
You gotta walk that lonesome _ valley, you [A] gotta _ walk it [D] by yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody _ here can [D] walk it for you, you gotta _ walk it by yourself.
You gotta walk that lonesome valley, you [A] gotta walk it by [D]
yourself.
There ain't [G] nobody here.
_ _ [D] _