Jason Isbell – Crimson And Clay (Guitar)

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Chords Used: C: x32010 Em: 022000 D: x54030 G: 3x0033 [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                 C                   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