American Remains
HighwaymenVersion1
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1 (Johnny Cash)
I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto line
The desert is my brother, my skin is cracked and dry
I was riding on a folk coach, and everything was fine
Til we took a shorter road to save some time
The bandits only fired once, they shot me in the chest
They may have wounded me, but they`ll never get the best
Of better men, cause I`ll ride again.
2 (Waylon Jennings)
I am a river gambler, I make a livin`dealin cards
My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is cold and hard
I was shufflin` for some delta boys on the boat for New Orelans
I was the greatest shark they`d ever seen
But the Captain bumped a sandbar, and an ace fell from my sleeve
The threw me overboard as I swore I didn`t cheat
But I could swim, and I`ll ride again
We are heros of the homeland, American remains
We live in many faces and answer many names
We will not be forgotten, we won`t be left behind
Our memories live on in mortal minds
And poets pens, we`ll ride again
3 (Willie Nelson)
I am a mid-west farmer, I make a livin` off the land
I ride a John Deer tractor, I`am a liberated man
But the rain it hasn`t fallen, since the middle of July
And if it don`t come soon my crops will die
The bank man says he likes me, but there`s nothin`he can do
He tells me that he`s comin`, but the clounds are comin` too
He ain`t my friend, and I`ll ride again.
4 (Kris Kristofferson)
I am an American Indian, my tribe is Cherokee
My forefathers loves this land they left it here for me
But the white man came with boats and trains and dirty factories
And poisoned my existence with his deeds
Nature is our mother, we are suckling at her breast
And he who trys to beat her down will lose her to the rest
They`ll never win, I`ll ride again
We are heros of the homeland, American remains
We live in many faces and answer many names
We will not be forgotten, we won`t be left behind
Our memories live on in mortal minds
And poets pens we`ll ride again
S.F.L
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Readable chord sheet for American Remains by Highwaymen
1 (Johnny Cash) [Am]I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto l[F]ine The des[C]ert is my brother, my skin is cracked and d[G]ry I w[Am]as riding on a folk coach, and everything was[F] fine [C]Til we took a shorter road to save so[G]me time The bandi[F]ts only fired once, they shot me in the [C]chest [C]They may have wounded me, but they`ll never get the [G]best Of better [Am]men, cause I`ll ride again. 2 (Waylon Jennings) [Am]I am a river gambler, I make a livin`dealin c[F]ards [C]My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is cold and ha[G]rd [Am]I was shufflin` for some delta boys on the boat [F]for New Orelans [C]I was the greatest shark they`d ever [G]seen [F]But the Captain bumped a sandbar, and an [C]ace fell from my sleeve [C]The threw me overboard as I swore I didn`t ch[G]eat But I co[Am]uld swim, and I`ll ride again [C]We are heros of the homeland, American r[G]emains [F]We live in many faces and answer[Am] many names We wil[C]l not be forgotten, we won`t be left b[G]ehind O[F]ur memories live on in mortal min[G]ds And poets pe[Am]ns, we`ll ride again 3 (Willie Nelson) [Am]I am a mid-west farmer, I make a livin` off the l[F]and I[C] ride a John Deer tractor, I`am a liberated [G]man [Am]But the rain it hasn`t fallen, since the middle [F]of July [C]And if it don`t come soon my crops will [G]die [F]The bank man says he likes me, but there`[C]s nothin`he can do [C]He tells me that he`s comin`, but the clounds are comin`[G] too He ain`t my frie[Am]nd, and I`ll ride again. 4 (Kris Kristofferson) [Am]I am an American Indian, my tribe is [F]Cherokee My fore[C]fathers loves this land they left it here for [G]me But the [Am]white man came with boats and trains and dirty f[F]actories [C]And poisoned my existence with his de[G]eds [F]Nature is our mother, we are suckling at [C]her breast [C]And he who trys to beat her down will lose her to the r[G]est They`ll never [Am]win, I`ll ride again [C]We are heros of the homeland, American r[G]emains [F]We live in many faces and answer[Am] many names We wil[C]l not be forgotten, we won`t be left behin[G]d Our memo[F]ries live on in mortal minds [G] And poets pens[Am] we`ll ride again S.F.L