Johnny Cash Tabs

Oh Bury Me Not

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            Chord fingering 
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E|-0--0----|
B|-2--1----|
G|-2--2----|
D|-2--2----|
A|-0--1----|
E|----0----|

 [rather spoken than sung]
[Verse 1]
      A
   Lord, I've never lived where churches grow, 
                                     E
    I loved creation better as it stood,
    E
    that day you finished it so long ago,
                                               A
    and looked upon your work and called it good.
          A
    I know that others find you in the light,
                                               E
    that sifted down through tinted window panes,
    E
    and yet I seem to feel you near tonight
                                           A
    in this dim, quiet starlight on the plains.
         A
    I thank you, Lord, that I'm placed so well,
                                         E
    that you've made my freedom so complete,
    E
    that I'm no slave to whistle, clock or bell,
                                        A
    nor weak-eyed prisoner of Waller Street.
            A
    Just let me live my life as I've begun,
                                        E
    and give me work that's open to the sky,
    E
    make me a partner of the wind and sun,
                                           A
    and I won't ask a life that's soft or high.
           A
    Let me be easy on the man that's down,
                                       E
    let me be square and generous with all,
    E
    I'm careless sometimes, Lord, when I'm in town,
                                         A
    but never let ‘em say I'm mean or small.
        A
    Make me as big and open as the plains,
                                          E
    and honest as the horse between my knees,
    E
    clean as the wind that blows behind the rains,
                                               A
    free as the hawk that circles down the breeze.
           A
    Forgive me, Lord, if sometimes I forget,
                                         E
    you know about the reasons that are hid,
   E
    you understand the things that gall or fret,
                                              A
    well, you knew me better than my mother did. 
          A
    Just keep an eye on all that's done or said,
                                          E
    and right me sometimes when I turn aside,
    E
    and guide me on that long, dim trail ahead
                                              A
    that stretches upward toward the great divide
 
[Chorus]
                                      A
 [sung] Oh, bury me not on the lone prairie,
                                      E 
    these words came low and mournfully
                                       A  
    from the pallid lips of a youth who lay
        E                            A  
    on his dying bed at the close of day.
     N.C         A
    Oh, bury me not, and his voice failed there,
                                         E
    but we took no heed to his dying prayer,
                                      A
    in a shallow grave just six by three,
      E                              A
    we buried him there on the lone prairie.    

Added On March 9th, 2017

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