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The Grave Robber by Junior Sisk & Ramblers Choice


                The Grave Robber


Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:F#
Capo:4th fret

[Chords]
G: 3x0033
 
[Verse 1]
   D                         A7            D
He wore golden cufflinks and fine tailored suits
     D                        A7          D
He'd been seen out walking in new leather boots
G                           D
Always a dandy the ladies admired
    D                       A7           D
All over three counties his likeness was sired
 
[Verse 2]
  D                         A7           D
A well mannered gent his respects always paid
   D                       A7          D
In funeral homes where the bodies were laid
     G                              D
He'd shed a sad tear on a ring or a tie
   D                         A7         D
On those who acquired the misfortune to die
 
[Verse 3]
   D                      A7          D
He carried a spade in the back of his truck
    D               A7          D
But nobody ever saw him pick it up.
G                                      D
The terrible truth is that robbin' the tombs
     D                    A7           D
Went on many years in the darkness and gloom.
 
[Verse 4]
      D                           A7        D
"They can't take it with him," he privately thought,
  D                     A7                D
Especially all the nice clothes that they bought.
    G                                   D
And rather than waste them on moldering bones,
     D                    A7          D
He'd lavish them later on young wider Jones.
 
[Verse 5]
   D                          A7          D
He took all the rings and the dresses and shoes,
          D                       A7        D
Scratched over the hole like a tomcat would do.
   G                                     D
It made him no difference, he gave not a hoot,
     D                      A7           D
He'd cover them up and walk off with the loot.
 
[Verse 6]
 D                              A7       D
"Who would have thought it?" an old lady said,
   D                    A7          D
"I never dreamed he was robbin' the dead."
     G                           D
"For so long I never suspected a thing,
    D                    A7             D
Til I saw him wearing my dead husband's ring."
 
[Verse 7]
        D                        A7        D
"That's mama's gold locket," one lady love cried,
    D                       A7             D
"We buried it with her last month when she died."
    G                                     D
"He thought it would win me and never did see,
     D                      A7         D
That baby face in there's a picture of me."
 
[Verse 8]
    D                        A7         D
Now outside the prison, it's written in stone,
     D                                D
They buried him there but his body is gone.
G                                 D
Coy-otes sing over a whole in the ground,
        D                    A7        D
And the McCapee Grave Robber cannot be found.
 
[Outro]
    G                       D
The grave robber of McCapee County,
  D                         A7             D
A handsome young fellow who made the girls swoon.
    G                       D
The grave robber of McCapee County
D                        N.C.
Diggin' up graves by the light of the moon.
 
[Arpeggio]
D
 
[Spoken]
N.C.
It's an epic tune, I'll tell you that.





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