Jason Isbell and The 400 Unit – Seven-Mile Island (Guitar)

D               G          D
Take my body to Seven-Mile Island.

D                      G       Em
Lay my head down where Indians sleep.

D                       G               D
Take your shoes off and walk across the water.

D                      G           Em
It's been so long so I heard a man speak.

D                            G            D
Watch the spillways when the water starts rising.

D                          G        Em
Take your hat off when the sun goes down.

D                      G        D
Keep your eyes on that concrete tower.

D                     G              Em
Maybe one day it will crumble to the ground.

Bm                       G
Mary's crying 'cause she can't hold water

        D                     A
and her clothes don't fit her right.

Bm                       G
She used to say that she wanted a daughter,

        D                     A
now she only wants a Saturday night.

D                         G              D
There were days when that dusty cave was empty,

D                G           Em
back before this city made a claim

        D         G             D
on that hotel for wanderers and strangers,

       D              G                Em
back before you could live off of your name.

Bm                G
We all live in an Airstream trailer

      D                          A
about three-hundred yards up the lake.

Bm                      G
Call the doctor, Mary's going into labor

        D                     A
and you can't raise a baby on shake.

           D       G          D
So take my body to Seven-Mile Island

D                       G         Em
Lay some stones down on top of my grave.

        D           G                D
Tell my lady I just couldn't bear to see her

        D               G           Em
Tell my daughter I just couldn't be saved.