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Dead And Done

Bobby Long
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
I'm  dead and  I'm done by  the heat of  the sun
and  I'll rest my hat  in an Autumn  field
and  I'll hang my hat  in an Autumn  field
In  an Autumn field
 Tell my momma not to worry
 The food is sweet and the weather's been sunny
 and I'm well known roundabout
 The local pick pocket is a layabout
 Tell my daddy oh there's no need for washing
 They do it in your sleep when you're not watching
 I've already had the neighbors here
 Johnny Cash came around and we split a beer
 I'm dead and done by the heat of the sun
 and I'll rest my hat in an Autumn field
 and I'll hang my hat in an Autumn field
 In an Autumn field
 The girls up here sure look swell
 They sing like birds, I hear it's nothing like hell
 The local priest says there's no need for cheatin'
 The local wags call it meetin' and a greetin'
 I'm dead and I'm done by the heat of the sun
 and I'll rest my hat in an Autumn field
 and I'll hang my hat in an Autumn field.

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Readable chord sheet for Dead And Done by Bobby Long

[F]I'm dead and[C] I'm done [F]by the heat o[C]f the sun
[Am]and I'll rest my ha[C]t in an Autum[G]n field
[Am]and I'll hang my h[C]at in an Autum[D]n field
[G]In an Autumn field

Tell my momma not to worry
The food is sweet and the weather's been sunny
and I'm well known roundabout
The local pick pocket is a layabout

Tell my daddy oh there's no need for washing
They do it in your sleep when you're not watching
I've already had the neighbors here
Johnny Cash came around and we split a beer

I'm dead and done by the heat of the sun
and I'll rest my hat in an Autumn field
and I'll hang my hat in an Autumn field
In an Autumn field

The girls up here sure look swell
They sing like birds, I hear it's nothing like hell
The local priest says there's no need for cheatin'
The local wags call it meetin' and a greetin'

I'm dead and I'm done by the heat of the sun
and I'll rest my hat in an Autumn field
and I'll hang my hat in an Autumn field.

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