D G D A D He locked my legs in 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chain. D G D All we had to eat was bread and water, D C G A Everyday we had to build his road a mile and a quarter, D C G A A Black Snake Whip would sting our backs if some poor fool complained, D G D A D But we couldn't fight back wearing 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chain. Blackjack County Chains. Black Jack County Chains. Del McCoury band on High Lonesome and Blue. X denotes a walk to the next chord. X E string -3- or optional ( A string -3-2-0- ) A String -3-0-xx E string -3-4-A string -0-an option I like to add is at the end of each verse and chorus (on the. G Am One night while the Sheriff was a sleeping, G E we all gathered round him slowly creeping, Am G F Am and Heaven help me to forget that night in the cold cold rain, G Am E Am when we beat him to death with 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chains. Now the whip marks are all healed and I'm thankful, there's nothing but the scar around my ankle.

1. Staind Outside Chords Acoustic
2. Blackjack County Chains Chords

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from the album It Will Come to Pass: The Metaphysical Worlds and Poetic Introspections of Willie Nelson ·Copyright: Writer(s): Red Lane Lyrics Terms of Use

(Red Lane)

I was sittin' beside the road in Blackjack County
Not knowing that the sheriff paid a bounty
For men like me who didn't have a penny to their names
So he locked my leg to thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

All we had to eat was bread and water
Each day we had to build that road a mile and a quarter
Black sneak whip would cut our backs when some poor fool complained
But we couldn't fight back wearin' 35 pounds of Blackjack County chain.

And then one night while the sheriff was a sleepin'
We all gathered round him slowly creepin'
And heaven help me to forget that night in the cold cold rain
When we beat him death with thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

Staind Outside Chords Acoustic

Now the whip marks have all healed and I am thankful
That there's nothing but a scar round my ankle
Most of all I'm glad no man will be a slave again
To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

Blackjack County Chains Chords

To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

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