Jonathan Low - Ver 3

Capo 1 D A (4x) D A D A Last born of the clan first one to be free D A D A Lived inside a house, beneath the hangin' tree D A D A Londonderry nights that chilled him to the bone D A D A Words were cried at night in unforgiving tones Bm Fm G Blood of his men was gone beneath snow Bm Fm G He picked up his knife and his bow A D Killer of Jonathan Low Bm A D Bm A D G A D A (4x) D A D A Violence from without and anger from within D A D A Crawling through the fields informin' next of kin D A D A They all turned their backs but they all knew his name D A D A And if he could return they'd probably do the same Intrumental Bm A D Bm A D G A D A (repeat and end with D