[Intro] D e|------------------------| B|------------------------| G|------------------------| D|------------------------| A|-0h2--5--5/9--9--9\7--5-| E|------------------------| e|------------------------------------| B|------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------| D|------------------------------------| A|-2--5--5/9--9\7--5--7/10--10--9--10-| E|------------------------------------| e|------------------------| B|------------------------| G|------------------------| D|------------------------| A|-0h2--5--5/7--7--7\2--0-| E|------------------------| e|---------------| B|---------------| G|---------------| D|---------------| A|-5/9--7p5--5p0-| E|---------------| D (/ - slide up, \ - slide down, p - pull off, h - hammer on) [Verse 1] D Just last week I went to prison G To see some boys down on death row A Brought some guitars and my buddies G D To play some songs I thought they'd know I could feel myself trembling G When I shook one of their hands A I thought that he would be a monster G D Turns out he's a whole lot like I am [Chorus] G Yeah, we talked hunting, we talked fishing D Like I do with boys back home Bm How Jesus is the ticket A And narrow is the road G About how all we need is forgiveness D Bm 'Fore we see them streets of gold D Yeah, I learned a lot 'bout livin' A D from them boys down on death row [Verse 2] D One of 'em name's was Johnny G Ain't touched the grass in thirty years A Maybe I ain't supposed to feel sorry no G D But it 'bout brought me to tears Then it hit me, we're all human G Ain't always proud of what we done A Everybody's days are numbered G D Only difference is, they all know which ones [Chorus] G Yeah, we talked hunting, we talked fishing D Like I do with boys back home Bm How Jesus is the ticket A And narrow is the road G About how all we need is forgiveness D Bm 'Fore we see them streets of gold D Yeah, I learned a lot 'bout livin' A D from them boys down on death row [Break 1] Bm A D x4 [Verse 3] D One of 'em sang, "Amazing Grace", how sweet the sound With one hand raised and one foot chained to the ground G D Yeah, he sang it like he knew he'd just been found G A D Yeah that next week, they laid him six feet down [Break 2] G D Bm A [Chorus 2] G I can't say that he's in Heaven, D Bm who am I to judge his soul? D But Jesus don't play favorites, A Bm sayin' a name that He don't know D Yeah I learned that and then some, A D with them boys down on death row D I learned all that and then some, A D from the boys down on death row
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