Whiskey Grove
Cory BrananVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
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my name is Miguel Simone
a man who walked it alone
at least that's what it says on the stone under
the sycamore
my mother was dead by the time i was born
in the black of my eyes the gypsy nurse warned
she could already see my path torn between the sun
and the moon
so i walked it and i walked it straight
until i passed through so many a gate
that not even the blame and the hate of my father
could follow
so roll me into my last shallow bed
use carpenter tacks in the lid
waste not the silk on my head my lover has wove
see that no roses touch my grave
no prayers to a god i never forgave
no final wishes, save that you
bury my body and me down by Whiskey Grove
i once knew the love of a wife
sometimes the nectar, sometimes the knife
but it always seemed that my life was lived
alongside of things
three children born one hot July
she clutched the one that did not die
the heat and the light just passed by as i carried
the other two -
i still carry the other two
so roll me into my last shallow bed
use carpenter tacks in the lid
waste not the silk on my head my lover has wove
see that no roses touch my grave
no prayers to a god i never forgave
no final wishes, save that you
bury my body and me down by Whiskey Grove
i've seen the place where the daylight was killed
and the blood of a blue moon lay spilled
where hearts go quiet, memory stilled, rest is
bestowed
it's a place where the cup passeth over for good
and even Jesus would've hid if he could
in that forsaken stretch of wood they call Whiskey Grove
so roll me into my last shallow bed
use carpenter tacks in the lid
waste not the silk on my head my lover has wove
see that no roses touch my grave
no prayers to a god i never forgave
no final wishes, save that you
bury my body and me down by Whiskey Grove
my name is Miguel Simone
a man who walked it alone
at least that's what it says on my stone under the
sycamore
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Readable chord sheet for Whiskey Grove by Cory Branan
Do this little walkdown between the G and A throughout the song. --3--------------| --3--------------| --------2--------| --------2--------| --2-----0--------| --3--4-----------| ----------------------------------------------------| ----------------------------------------------------| ----------------------------------------------------| ----2------0-----2------------------2------0---2----| --3------2-----3------------2-----3------2-----3----| -------3--------------3--5-------------3------------| [F] [C] [G] [A] [F] [C] [G] [F]my name is Miguel [C]Simone [G]a man who walked it a[A]lone [F]at least that's what it says on the [C]stone under the [G]sycamore my mother was [F]dead by the time i was [C]born in the black of my[G] eyes the gypsy nurse [A]warned [F]she could already see my path[C] torn between the sun and the [G]moon so i walked i[F]t and i walked it s[C]traight until i [G]passed through so many a [A]gate that not[F] even the blame and the [C]hate of my father could [G]follow so roll me [F]into my last shallow [C]bed use [G]carpenter tacks in the [A]lid [F]waste not the silk on my [C]head my lover has [G]wove see that no[F] roses touch my [C]grave no prayers to a[G] god i never f[A]orgave [F]no final wishes, [G]save that you [C]bury my body and [G]me down by Whiskey Grov[C]e i once [F]knew the love of a [C]wife sometimes the [G]nectar, sometimes the k[A]nife but it [F]always seemed that my l[C]ife was lived alongside[G] of things three children[F] born one hot J[C]uly she clutched the o[G]ne that did not d[A]ie [F]the heat and the light just passed [C]by as i carried the other t[G]wo - i still carry the o[F]ther two so roll me [F]into my last shallow [C]bed use [G]carpenter tacks in the [A]lid [F]waste not the silk on my [C]head my lover has [G]wove see that no[F] roses touch my [C]grave no prayers to a[G] god i never f[A]orgave [F]no final wishes, [G]save that you [C]bury my body and [G]me down by Whiskey Grov[C]e i've seen the p[F]lace where the daylight was k[C]illed and the b[G]lood of a blue moon lay sp[A]illed where hearts go [F]quiet, memory s[C]tilled, rest is b[G]estowed it's a place where the[F] cup passeth over for [C]good and even J[G]esus would've hid if he co[A]uld in that [F]forsaken stretch of w[C]ood they call Whiskey[G] Grove so roll me[F] into my last shallow[C] bed use [G]carpenter tacks in the [A]lid [F]waste not the silk on my [C]head my lover has [G]wove see that no[F] roses touch my [C]grave no prayers to a[G] god i never f[A]orgave [F]no final wishes, [G]save that you [C]bury my body and [G]me down by Whiskey Grov[C]e my [F]name is Miguel [C]Simone a [G]man who walked it [A]alone at [F]least that's what it says on my [C]stone under the syc[G]amore