Thirsty Boots

(início)

G         320003
Bm        X24432
Am        X02210
D         XX0232
Em        022100
C         332010
INTRO:(Acoustic lead, piano and harmonica over)
|G  Bm|Am D| x4
VERSE 1:
       G             Bm
You've been long and on the open road,
Am                          D
You’ve been sleepin’ in the rain.
G                    Em
From the dirty words and muddy cells,
Am                           D
Your clothes are smeared and stained.
    G                   Em
But the dirty words and muddy cells,
Am                    D
Will soon be judged insane.
   G             C
So only stop and rest yourself,
Am               D
’Til you are off again.
CHORUS 1:
     G             C
And, take off your thirsty boots,
    G         C
And stay for awhile.
     G                Em
Your feet are hot and weary,
Am           D
From a dusty mile.
    G           C
And maybe I can make you laugh,
Am              D
And maybe I can try.
G                Em
Just looking for the evening,
C               D       G
And the mornin’ in your eye.
DF RAIN:(Acoustic lead over)
|G  Em|C D|
VERSE 2:
     G              Bm
Then tell me of the ones you saw,
Am                  D
As far as you could see.
 G                     Em
Across the plains from field to town,
Am             D
Marching to be free.
    G             Bm
And of the rusty prison gates,
Am             D
That tumble by degree,
     G                  C
Like laughing children, one by one,
Am                    D
Who look like you and me.
CHORUS 2:
      G             C
Then, take off your thirsty boots,
    G         C
And stay for awhile.
     G                Em
Your feet are hot and weary,
Am           D
From a dusty mile.
    G           C
And maybe I can make you laugh,
Am              D
And maybe I can try.
G                    Em
Just looking for the evening,
Am              D       G
And the mornin’ in your eye.
INSTRUMENTAL:(Acoustic lead, piano and harmonica over)
|G  Em|Am D| x4
VERSE 3:
  G                Bm
I know that you’re no stranger,
Am                       D
Down the crooked rainbow trail.
     G                   Em
From dancing cliffheads, shattered sills,
Am                    D
Of slandered shackled jails.
    G                   Bm
But the voices drift up from below,
Am                     D
As his walls are being scaled.
G
And all of this,
Em
And more my friend,
Am                     D
Your song shall not be failed.
CHORUS 3:
      G             Em
Then, take off your thirsty boots,
    Am        D
And stay for awhile.
     G                Em
Your feet are hot and weary,
Am           D
From a dusty mile.
    G           C
And maybe I can make you laugh,
Am              D
And maybe I can try.
G                    Em
Just looking for the evening,
Am              D       G
And the mornin’ in your eye.
CODA:(Acoustic lead, piano and harmonica over)
|G  Em|Am D| x4
|G         |