Trace Adkins – This Old Grey Coat (Guitar)

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Well they gave me this old coat

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Said it will keep you might warm

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It will see you through the winter

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It's your by god uniform

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So I wear it everyday

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And I sleep in it at night

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Now it's twenty shade of grey

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And the waist has shrunk too tight

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And the bottom's caked and muddy

        B                Em
And the buttons are half gone

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But just like you and me

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This Old Grey Coat wears on

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And when I die in this grey coat

          Em                    A
I'm gonna march though Heaven's door

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I'm gonna walk up to Saint Peter

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And tell him, send me back for more

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Cause I'll be damn if I'll just sit around

    Em               A
Why you boys win the war

            G    B   Em
Cause even, when I'm dead

              G   B    Em
Shot full of, Yankee's lead

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And every part of me keeps hangin' by a thread

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Of This Old Grey Coat

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When I think of all the places

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This old coat and me have been

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Through the fat and lean and in between

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In the weak through thick and thin

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From the ballrooms down in Richmond

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To the top of Mary's Height

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From Manasas to The Wilderness

      A             D
And a hundred other fights

        B                Em
Now the collars torn and tattered

        B                  Em
And the elbow's wore clean through

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But put me in a pinch 

     C#m      D
This Old Grey Coat will do

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And when I die in this grey coat

              Em           A
And when they come to bury me

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They commenced a speak of fightin'

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And singin', Mirror Lord Thieves

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Well be damn sure I ain't just sleepin'

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Cause I flat out guarantee 

           G    B   Em
That even, when I'm dead

              G   B    Em
Shot full of, Yankee's lead

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That the toughest part of lives on in every shred

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Of This Old Grey Coat

              G   B  Em
Well you can, cut my throat

         G    B  Em
You can, sink my boat

    A       B     C             C#m       D 
But you can never stop This Old Grey Coat

        G     B  Em
When my bones do toll

             G   B   Em
When that's, all she wrote

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I'll fight on inside This Old Grey Coat.

           G                B
And when I die in this grey coat

          Em                    A
I'm gonna march though Heaven's door

                           B
I'm gonna walk up to Saint Peter

              C                D
And tell him, send me back for more

              G                 B
Cause I'll be damn if I'll just sit around

    Em               A
Why you boys win the war

            G    B   Em
Cause even, when I'm dead

              G   B    Em
Shot full of, Yankee's lead

            A       B        C      C#m    D 
There ain't nothin' that I'd rather wear instead

                   G    C
Than This Old Grey Coat

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This Old Grey Coat

        G    C
I'll go down

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In This Old Grey Coat

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This Old Grey Coat