Jericho
PovertyNeck Hillbillies
Dont Look Back
Http://www.povertyneck.com

Intro- G

G                 Gadd9          G               D
Boot leather on a barroom floor, fightin' over a dance hall girl
G                  Cadd9               G                D
He pulled a knife, I pulled a gun, and I sent him home to glory
G                        Cadd9
The sheriff said son, better go with me
G                        D
Give me your gun and come peacefully
      G                          Cadd9                   D
I can drop you right here, or you can tell the court your story


Chorus:
G             D
Hang me high, hang me low
              C
They're gonna hang me in the morning
G              D                C 
Stay away from Jericho, all you rounders,
(No chord)      G
I give you fair warning


G                       Cadd9
Entered my plea, called it self defense,
  G           D
a sober judge sittin' on the bench
      G             Cadd9      G                  D
And i stared into 24 eyes of a hard-nosed Jericho jury
G                        Cadd9
They called it murder in the first degree,
    G                      D
The judge said, son, stand and look at me
G             Cadd9              D
Hang him - and may the lord have mercy


Chorus
G                   Cadd9
Thirteen steps to the scaffold high,
    G                        D
the whole town's out just to watch me die
        G       Cadd9         D
And not one to shed a tear of mourning
G                         Cadd9
Please would you honor my last request,
G                D
when they lay me down to rest
        G             Cadd9               D
Let the epitaph on my tombstone read this warning

Chorus2:
G             D
Hang me high, hang me low
              C
They went to hang me one bright morning morning
G              D                C 
Stay away from Jericho, all you rounders,
(No chord)      G
I give you fair warning

Chorus

Hang me high...