• Blackjack County Chain Lyrics
• Blackjack County Chains Lyrics And Chords

I was standin’ by the road in Black Jack County.
Not knowing that the Sheriff paid a bounty,
For men like me who didn’t have a penny to their name.
He locked my legs in 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chain.

All we had to eat was bread and water,
Everyday we had to build his road a mile and a quarter,
A Black Snake Whip would sting our backs if some poor fool complained,
But we couldn’t fight back wearing 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chain.

Then one night while the Sheriff lay a sleepin’,
We all gathered round him slowly creepin’,
Heaven help me to forget that night in the cold cold rain,
When we beat him to death wearing 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chain.

The wounds have all healed and I am thankful,
And there’s nothing left but scars around my ankle.
But best of all no man will ever be a slave again,
To a Black Snake Whip and 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chain.

But best of all no man will ever be a slave again,

D G D A D He locked my legs in 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chain. D G D All we had to eat was bread and water, D C G A Everyday we had to build his road a mile and a quarter, D C G A A Black Snake Whip would sting our backs if some poor fool complained, D G D A D But we couldn't fight back wearing 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chain. F Bb Gb Ab Bbm Fm Chords for Blackjack County Chains Willie Nelson with capo transposer, play along with guitar, piano, ukulele & mandolin. TO A BLACK SNAKE WHIP, AND 35 POUNDS OF BLACK JACK COUNTY CHAIN. If you have corrections, or the chords to any of these songs, please send an e-mail and we will make the changes as soon as possible. This song chart was provided for your personal enjoyment. G Am E Am So he locked my leg to 35 pounds of Black Jack County Chains. G Am And all we had to eat was bread and water, G E and each day we built the road a mile and a quarter, Am G F Am a Black.

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from the album It Will Come to Pass: The Metaphysical Worlds and Poetic Introspections of Willie Nelson ·Copyright: Writer(s): Red Lane Lyrics Terms of Use

(Red Lane)

I was sittin' beside the road in Blackjack County
Not knowing that the sheriff paid a bounty
For men like me who didn't have a penny to their names
So he locked my leg to thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

All we had to eat was bread and water
Each day we had to build that road a mile and a quarter
Black sneak whip would cut our backs when some poor fool complained
But we couldn't fight back wearin' 35 pounds of Blackjack County chain.

And then one night while the sheriff was a sleepin'
We all gathered round him slowly creepin'
And heaven help me to forget that night in the cold cold rain
When we beat him death with thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

Blackjack County Chain Lyrics

Now the whip marks have all healed and I am thankful
That there's nothing but a scar round my ankle
Most of all I'm glad no man will be a slave again
To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

To a black sneak whip and thirty-five pounds of Blackjack County chain.

Blackjack County Chains Lyrics And Chords

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