The Ballad Of Frank Dupree - Ver 2

Bm D G D Bm F# G D Bm F# G D Bm D G D D F# Bm G Come on my friends. Through out the land. D F# Bm G D Take this, advice from me. F# Bm G Quit your drinkin', that old brandy. D F# D Bm Don't live like Frank Dupree. F# Bm G Frank he was captured, and he went to trial. D F# Bm G The judge said, you'll never be free. D F#m D Bm You'll be hung on the gallows tree. Em Bm Mother and father, won't you come here. Em F# D Come see the last, of your son. F# G Bm Do you see what the ramblin and drinkin the rum. G D And the spoiled life has done. F# Bm G Lookin at my mother, these words she said to me. D F# Bm G Oh son. Oh son, what have you done. D D Bm That you've be hung on the gallows tree. F# Well I've courted many girls Bm G With a dark and rollin eyes. D F# Bm G I ask my love, for to marry me. D F# D Bm And no was her reply. Em Bm We walked along quite easily. Em F# D From the hills we came on down. Am F# Bm I stabbed her with my little thin knife. G D And she fell off on the ground. D F# Bm G 4x D Am D F# Bm G So listen to, these words I say. D F# Bm G Don't let, yourself become. D F# Bm G A lover, of this dreadful life. D F# D And a drinker of the rum. Bm D G D 3x Bm Am G D