Crimson And Clay chords by Jason Isbell

• Capo on 4th

Key: B

Intro:

C Em C Em C Em D C x2

Verse 1:
           C   Em                    C  Em
I had it with me everywhere I've been
    C             Em          D             C
Red clay under my nails, deep crimson on my skin
          C     Em                    C  Em
You could strip me of everything I own
          C     Em                        D       C
And just leave me with the memories of my Alabama home

Chorus:
            D              C             G
I guess the highway didn't kill me after all
       D              C                     G
But I thought I was a goner in that trailer fire in Arkansas
       D           C                 G
But I just let her burn and walked away
     D                  C               C    Em C Em C Em D C
And crawled back to the crimson and the clay

Verse 2:
               C    Em                       C Em
I got a little bolt action for my 9th birthday
             C        Em          D             C
I can flip a silver dollar from a hundred yards away
   C   Em               C Em
A 1911 under my floor mat
        C      Em                      D               C
Then one day it just occurred to me, I got no use for that

Chorus:
          D           C             G
Guess the city didn't kill me after all
    D                 C               G
The thing that nearly took me out was loneliness and alcohol
      D           C                 G
And I just put it down and walked away
     D                  C               C    Em C Em C Em D C
And crawled back to the crimson and the clay

Bridge:
        C    Em              G                 D
See the moon in the morning, I anticipate the night
C            Em              G                       D
Licked the spoon in the kitchen, we prayed to Martha White
C           Em                G                    D
Little noose in a locker, brown eyes crying in the hall
C        Em         G                             D
Rebel flags on the highway, wooden crosses on the wall

Chorus:
           D                C             G
Guess the small town didn't suit me after all
          D               C                         G
There's still so many lonely kids surrounded by the rest of y'all
    D               C           G
And I can't seem to keep myself away
    D                 D                   C Em C Em C Em D D C Em C Em C Em D C
So I head back to the crimson and the clay