Graveyard Bound Teclado

	    






 D                                                    Dm 
Graveyard bound i'm graveyard bound they gonna lay me down, 
 G                                      D 
on my back beneath the cold, lonesome ground 
         A                                                 D 
aint no use in runnin' round, with a man that's graveyard bound. 

                                            Dm 
well i woke up on Friday, lying on my ---- board 
    G                                        D 
it seems somehow i wound up down at the city morgue 
   A                                                       D 
I said its cold in here they gave me a blanket to keep me warm. 

                                                                  Dm 
now, the man that preached my funeral i met him down at the city jail 
    G                                           D 
i guess you folks don't know that pasture very well 
     A                                                                       D 
but you can tell that so-called preacher, ill meet him down at the gates of hell. 

 D, Dm, G, D, A, D 
(scream-like break) 

     D                                   Dm 
ol' Jimmy had the TB, Hank had a broken heart 
     G                                             D 
ol' Jimmy died of the TB, Hank died with a broken heart 
     A                                         D 
but down at the graveyard, you cant tell 'em apart. 

 D, Dm, G, D, A, D 
(scream-like break) 

      D                                          Dm  
They buried me on Sunday, threw dirt down in my face 
     G                                               D 
and nobody came to see me, my god, what a lonesome grave 
   A                                              D 
so i got up on Monday and walk right out of that place 

 D                                                     Dm 
Graveyard bound i'm graveyard bound they gonna lay me down, 
 G                                      D 
on my back beneath the cold, lonesome ground 
         A                                                  D 
aint no use in runnin' round, with a man that's graveyard bound. 

D, A,  D,A,D 
(Yodel)