Jack Straw
Grateful Dead • Key:
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OLGA Archive
Jack Straw
Grateful Dead
E
We can share the
F#m
women, we can share the
C#m
wine
E
We can share what
Bm
we've got of yours '
D
cause we
A
done shared all of
E
mine
G#m
.
D
E
Keep on rollin',
F#m
just a mile to
C#m
go,
E
Keep on rollin',
Bm
my old
D
buddy, you're
A
movin' much too
E
slow
B
.
A
E
E
Esus7
I just jumped the
E7
watchman,
Esus7
right outside the
E7
fence,
Esus7
Took his rings, four
E7
bucks in change,
Esus7
ain't that heaven
E7
sent?
F#sus7
Hurts my ears to
F#7
listen, Shannon,
F#sus7
burns my eyes to
F#7
see,
F#sus7
Cut down a man in
F#7
cold blood, Shannon,
F#sus7
might as well been
D
me.
Bm
A
D
We used to
Bm
play for
A
silver, now we play for
E
life;
D
And one's for
Bm
sport and one's for
A
blood at the point of a
E
knife.
D
And now the
Bm
die is
A
shaken, now the die must
E
fall;
D
There ain't no
Bm
winner in
A
the game,
E
he don't go home with
A
all,
Not with
D
all
G
.
D
G
E
Esus4
E
Esus4
Leavin' Texas, fourth day of July,
Sun so hot, the clouds so low, the eagles filled the sky.
Catch the Detroit Lightning out of Santa Fe,
The Great Northern out of Cheyenne from sea to shining sea.
Gotta go to Tulsa, first train we can ride,
Got to settle one old score, one small point of pride.
Ain't no place a man can hide, Shannon, to keep him from the sun;
Ain't no bed can give us rest, now, you keep us on the run.
Jack Straw from Witchita cut his buddy down,
And dug for him a shallow grave and laid his body down.
Half a mile from Tuscon, by the morning light,
One man gone and another to go, my old buddy you're moving much too slow.
We can share the women, we can share the wine.
Speed