Thirsty Boots acordes

INTRO
G  BmAm D x4

VERSE 1:
       G             Bm        
You've been long and on the open road,
Am                          D                    
You’ve been sleepin’ in the rain.
G                    Em      
From the dirty words and muddy cells,
Am                           D        
Your clothes are smeared and stained.
    G                   Em
But the dirty words and muddy cells,
Am                    D
Will soon be judged insane.
   G             C
So only stop and rest yourself, 
Am               D
’Til you are off again.

CHORUS 1:
     G             C               
And, take off your thirsty boots,
    G         C   
And stay for awhile.
     G                Em
Your feet are hot and weary, 
Am           D
From a dusty mile.
    G           C
And maybe I can make you laugh,
Am              D
And maybe I can try.
G                Em      
Just looking for the evening,
C               D       G
And the mornin’ in your eye.

REFRAIN:(Acoustic lead over)
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VERSE 2:
     G              Bm           
Then tell me of the ones you saw,
Am                  D
As far as you could see.
 G                     Em            
Across the plains from field to town, 
Am             D
Marching to be free.
    G             Bm
And of the rusty prison gates,
Am             D
That tumble by degree,
     G                  C
Like laughing children, one by one, 
Am                    D
Who look like you and me.

CHORUS 2:
      G             C               
Then, take off your thirsty boots,
    G         C   
And stay for awhile.
     G                Em
Your feet are hot and weary, 
Am           D
From a dusty mile.
    G           C
And maybe I can make you laugh,
Am              D
And maybe I can try.
G                    Em      
Just looking for the evening,
Am              D       G
And the mornin’ in your eye.

INSTRUMENTAL:(Acoustic lead, piano and harmonica over)
G  EmAm D x4

VERSE 3:
  G                Bm            
I know that you’re no stranger,  
Am                       D
Down the crooked rainbow trail.
     G                   Em                 
From dancing cliffheads, shattered sills,
Am                    D 
Of slandered shackled jails.
    G                   Bm         
But the voices drift up from below, 
Am                     D
As his walls are being scaled.
G           
And all of this, 
Em                          
And more my friend, 
Am                     D
Your song shall not be failed.

CHORUS 3:
      G             Em               
Then, take off your thirsty boots,
    Am        D   
And stay for awhile.
     G                Em
Your feet are hot and weary, 
Am           D
From a dusty mile.
    G           C
And maybe I can make you laugh,
Am              D
And maybe I can try.
G                    Em      
Just looking for the evening,
Am              D       G
And the mornin’ in your eye.
G  EmAm D x4   
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