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Letter To Madeline by Ian Noe


                Letter To Madeline 


Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:G
Capo:1st fret

[Intro]
G
 
[Verse 1]
                      Em          D
Looked like a hundred guns held on me
                 Am                C         Em
Hunkered by the shed of Detroit General & Company
               D                     C
Calling, boy come out, we have you jailed
                       Em            D
Beside the buck-shot door, I stood still
                   Am                 C               Em
Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills
                    D                      C
And clinging to a letter that I wish I'd mailed
 
[Chorus]
         Em        D
Go rest easy, Madeline
        Dm              Am                C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                        Em             D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                Am        G       C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside
 
[Interlude]
 
[Verse 2]
                    Em               D
Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift
                    Am
I headed down the highway
                   C                     Em
Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift
                       D                    C
And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave
               Em             D
Oh, but I got caught in the cold
                Am           G  C             Em
Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road
                     D                  C
And feeling like a dead man without a grave
 
[Chorus]
         Em     D
Go rest easy, Madeline
        Dm             Am                C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                       Em             D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                 Am        G      C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside
 
C          Em
Oh my, oh my
 
[Interlude]
Em D Am C
Em D C
 
[Verse 3]
                 Em                      D
Bloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down
                   Am                        C            Em
I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered 'round
                    D                 C
And cursing for the bag they knew I'd hid
                              Em                  D
And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed
               Am                       C                     Em
Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade
                      D                                  C
Said, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid
 
[Chorus]
         Em     D
Go rest easy, Madeline
        Dm             Am                C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                       Em             D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                 Am        G      C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside




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Version 2



Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:1st fret

[Intro]
G
 
[Verse 1]
 
                      Em          D
Looked like a hundred guns held on me
                 Am        C/G      C         Em
Hunkered by the shed of Detroit General & Company
               D                     C     C
Calling, boy come out, we have you jailed
                       Em            D
Beside the buck-shot door, I stood still
                   Am           C/G   C               Em
Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills
                    D                      C     C
And clinging to a letter that I wish I'd mailed
 
 
[Chorus]
 
         Em        D Dsus4 D
Go rest easy, Madeline
                      Am          C/G     C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C    C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                        Em             D Dsus4 D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                Am        C/G       C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C      C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside
 
[Interlude]
 
Em D C C
 
 
[Verse 2]
 
                    Em               D
Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift
                    Am
I headed down the highway
        C/G      C                       Em
Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift
                       D                    C     C
And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave
               Em             D
Oh, but I got caught in the cold
                Am         C/G C              Em
Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road
                    D                  C     C
And feeling like a dead man without a grave
 
 
[Chorus]
 
         Em        D Dsus4 D
Go rest easy, Madeline
                      Am          C/G     C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C    C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                        Em             D Dsus4 D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                Am          C/G     C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside
C          Em
Oh my, oh my
 
 
[Interlude]
 
D Am C/G C
Em D C C
 
 
[Verse 3]
              *Strum soft
 
                 Em*                     D*
Bloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down
                  Am*                  C/G* C*            Em*
I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered 'round
                    D*                C*   C
And cursing for the bag they knew I'd hid
                              Em                  D
And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed
               Am                 C/G   C                     Em
Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade
                      D                                  C    C
Said, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid
 
 
[Chorus]
 
         Em        D Dsus4 D
Go rest easy, Madeline
                      Am          C/G     C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C    C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                        Em             D Dsus4 D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                Am          C/G     C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C      C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside
 
 
[Ending solo]
 
Em D Am C/G C
Em D C**
 
**End on a single strum




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