Chords
The Death Of Jimmy Martin

Key: G

Introduction:

difficulty
very easy |||||
 G  C         F   G     C 
Verse
                                                                                                                 Am 
There's a hound dog running all alone through the piney woods
                     F                                                         C 
Lord, his howling tears the soul out of me
                                                                                   Am 
There's a jay bird calling out a funeral dirge
       F                         C 
In ancient harmony
Verse
                 Am                                         F 
Barb'ry Allen rolled over in a grave all morning
           C                         F                   G 
With roses growing out of her head
           C                     F                 C                               F 
Hey, god's gonna burn down Nashville, boys
                                             C 
'Cause Jimmy Martin's dead
                                         G                         C 
Ah, the great Jimmy Martin's gone dead
Verse
                                             F                                   C 
You got twenty-twenty vision, but you're walking 'round blind
                             G       C 
You Grand Ole Opry fools
                                           F                                   C 
With your hypocritic judgments and your self-righteous snobbery
                               G                         C 
Your goddamned false hearted rule
Verse
         Am                                                 F 
You scorned Hank Williams, you shunned Jimmy Martin
                   C                 F                   G 
Boys who sang with tongues on fire
       C                     F                           C 
So god's gonna burn down your Grand Ole Opry
                   F                                                         C 
Hear the screams of the hypocrites and liars
                                                   G                     C 
They feel safer now that Jimmy has expired
Chorus
             G                                       F 
Yeah, run, Pete, run, your master's calling you
           C                   F     G 
He's waiting on up ahead
 Am                             F                                               C 
Don't look back, Nashville's burning down
             G               C 
Jimmy Martin's dead
                                         G                         C 
Oh, the great Jimmy Martin's gone dead
Instrumental

 Am   F   C   G   C  F  C   F   C     G   C 
Verse
                                   F                         C 
Yeah, don't call me no country singer
                                   G               C 
Those are poison words to me
                               F                       C 
'Cause I ain't heard a good country song
                               G             C 
Since Nineteen Seventy-Three
Verse
                 Am                                       F 
Ah, the king of bluegrass has died for your sins
                           C                   F                               G 
The whore of Babylon is sleeping in your bed
         C                     F                 C                               F 
So, god's gonna burn down Nashville, boys
                                             C 
'Cause Jimmy Martin's dead
                                             G                         C 
Yeah, the great Jimmy Martin's gone dead
Chorus
             G                                       F 
Yeah, run, Pete, run, your master's calling you
           C                   F     G 
He's waiting on up ahead
 Am                             F                                               C 
Don't look back, Nashville's burning down
             G               C 
Jimmy Martin's dead
                                         G                         C 
Ah, the great Jimmy Martin's gone dead
Outro
                                         F                       C 
There's a hound dog running all alone through the piney woods
         F                                                         C 
The howling tears the soul out of me