Johnny Boys Bones

N.C. Well I wish I was in the land of cotton Old times they are not forgotten Look away, look away, look away Dixieland Gm F F Gm Gm F Oh musket and cannon have torn his gray coat D7 Don't he look fine and handsome Gm Don't he look at his most Gm F 45 in the foxhole and of this I will boast D7 Don't they look fine and handsome Gm My poor Johnny Boy's Bones Gm F Well who will bring back my Johnny Boy's Bones D7 Gm To lay beneath the trees of his Tennessee home Gm F A box, a box made of sturdy white oak D7 Gm With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed Gm Well he died for his country F And he died for his kin D7 And he died killing men Gm A most honorable sin Gm But them mean boys in blue F They done turned him in D7 When they laid him low Gm With a laugh and a grin 2x Gm F Well who will bring back my Johnny Boy's Bones D7 Gm To lay beneath the trees of his Tennessee home Gm F A box, a box made of sturdy white oak D7 Gm With his arms folded up and his blue eyes all closed