Brown Eyed Women Chords - Grateful Dead

Intro

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Walk up Bm Cm C#m

Verse 1

C#m E Gone are the days when the ox fall down, B A Bm Cm C#m You take up the yoke and plow the fields around. C#m E Gone are the days when the ladies said, "Please, A E Gently Jack Jones won't you come to me."

Chorus

B Brown-eyed women and red grenadine, A E B The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean. A E C#m Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down, F#m A E Bm Cm C#m And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.

Verse 2

C#m E In 1920 when he stepped to the bar, B A Bm Cm C#m Drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar. C#m E In 1930 when the wall caved in, A E He paid his way selling red-eyed gin.

Chorus

Verse 3

C#m E Delilah Jones was the mother of twins, B A Bm Cm C#m Two times over and the rest were sins. C#m E Raised eight boys, only I turned bad, A E Didn't get the lickins that the other ones had.

Chorus

Bridge

Bm A E Tumble down shack in Big Foot county. Bm A E Snowed so hard that the roof caved in. C#m B A G#m Delilah Jones went to meet her God, A E Bm Cm C#m And the old man never was the same again.

Verse 4

C#m E Daddy made whiskey and he made it well. B A Bm Cm C#m Cost two dollars and it burned like hell. C#m E I cut hick'ry just to fire the still, A E Drink down a bottle and be ready to k**l.

Chorus

Verse 5

C#m E Gone are the days when the ox fall down, B A Bm Cm C#m You take up the yoke and plow the fields around. C#m E Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please, A E Gently Jack Jones won't you come to me."

Outro

B Brown-eyed women and red grenadine, A E B The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean. A E C#m Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down, F#m A E And it looks like the old man's gettin' on. F#m A E And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.