Letter To Madeline chords by Ian Noe

• Capo on 1st

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: G

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
G

Verse 1:
                      Em          D
Looked like a hundred guns held on me
                 Am                C         Em
Hunkered by the shed of Detroit General & Company
               D                     C
Calling, boy come out, we have you jailed
                       Em            D
Beside the buck-shot door, I stood still
                   Am                 C               Em
Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills
                    D                      C
And clinging to a letter that I wish I'd mailed

Chorus:
         Em        D
Go rest easy, Madeline
        Dm              Am                C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                        Em             D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                Am        G       C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside

Interlude:

Verse 2:
                    Em               D
Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift
                    Am
I headed down the highway
                   C                     Em
Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift
                       D                    C
And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave
               Em             D
Oh, but I got caught in the cold
                Am           G  C             Em
Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road
                     D                  C
And feeling like a dead man without a grave

Chorus:
         Em     D
Go rest easy, Madeline
        Dm             Am                C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                       Em             D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                 Am        G      C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside

C          Em
Oh my, oh my

Interlude:
Em D Am C
Em D C

Verse 3:
                 Em                      D
Bloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down
                   Am                        C            Em
I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered 'round
                    D                 C
And cursing for the bag they knew I'd hid
                              Em                  D
And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed
               Am                       C                     Em
Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade
                      D                                  C
Said, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid

Chorus:
         Em     D
Go rest easy, Madeline
        Dm             Am                C            Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
                D                            C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                       Em             D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                 Am        G      C                Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                   D                   C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside