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#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE----------------------------------# # This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # # song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #-------------------------------------------------------------------------------# <HTML> <HEAD> <META HTTP-EQUIV="Content-Type" CONTENT="text/html; charset=windows-1252"> <META NAME="Generator" CONTENT="Microsoft Word 97"> <TITLE>Taneytown</TITLE> </HEAD> <BODY> <B><U><P>Taneytown</U>			Steve Earle</P> <P>Am	C	G	Am	G	Am 	Em	G</P> </B><P>Am	C	G	Am</P> <P>I went down to Taneytown, I went down to Taneytown</P> <P>	Am	G	Am	Em G</P> <P>To see what I could see</P> <P>	Am	C	G	Am</P> <P>My mama told me never go, I’m damned near twenty-two years old</P> <P>	Am	G	Am	Em G</P> <P>Some times I feel this hollow swallowing me.</P> <P>Ma went off to Gettysburg, her and that new beau of hers, I snuck off after dark.</P> <P>It’s a long way down the Canny Road, the stars were bright & the moon was low,</P> <P>Down where the blacktop highway starts.</P> <P>Chorus:</P> <P>I went down to Taneytown, I went down to Taneytown,</P> <P>I went down to see what I could see.</P> <P>Now everybody stared at me, you’d think that they ain’t never seen,</P> <P>A colored boy before.</P> <P>Well, they jumped at me and they called me names, </P> <P>they’d a whupped me sure, but the sheriff came,</P> <P>I slipped off and ran through the drygoods store.</P> <P>I ran down Division Street, but some of them boys followed me,</P> <P>Down to the railroad track.</P> <P>There was four of them & I came five, but I got my old Randall knife,</P> <P>I cut that boy & I never did look back.</P> <B><P>Chorus</P> </B><P>Across the fields & woods I run, like a bullet from a rabbit gun, </P> <P>Back home to my bed.</P> <P>Ma came back from Gettysburg, her and that new beau of hers,</P> <P>Boy you look like hell, was all she said.</P> <P>A month went by without a word, till someone down in the hollow heard,</P> <P>About that boy they hung.</P> <P>He begged those men to spare his life, but I dropped my bloody Randall knife,</P> <P>He picked it up, so they thought he was the one.</P> <P>Repeat chorus twice, second time insert last line, "I ain’t going back there anymore."</P></BODY> </HTML> |
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