Decoration Day Chords

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Intro chords:
G  G/f#  Em
G  G/f#  Em
G  G/f#  Em
D  Em

Capo 3


G        G/f#   Em
It’s Decoration Day
G          G/f#           Em
And I’ve a mind to roll a stone on his grave
G        G/f#     Em
But what would he say
D                            Em
“Keeping me down, boy, won’t keep me away”
G        G/f#   Em
It’s Decoration Day
    G          G/f#           Em
And I knew the Hill Boys that put him away
     G       G/f#     Em
But my Daddy wasn’t afraid
              D                            Em
He said “We’d fight till the last Lawson’s last living day”


I never knew how it all got started 
A problem with Holland before we were born 
And I don’t know the name of that boy we tied down 
And beat till he just couldn’t walk anymore
But I know the caliber in Daddy’s chest 
And I know what Holland Hill drives
The state let him go but I guess it was best 
Cause nobody needs all us Lawsons alive

Daddy said one of the boys had come by 
The lumber man’s favorite son
He said, “Beat him real good but don’t dare let him die”
And if you see Holland Hill run
Well I said, “they ain’t give us trouble no more 
That we ain’t brought down on ourselves” 
But a chain on my back and my ear to the floor 
And I’ll send all the Hill Boys to hell, I’ll send all the Hill boys to hell

It’s Decoration Day 
And I’ve got a family in Mobile Bay 
And they’ve never seen my Daddy’s grave
But that don’t bother me, it ain’t marked anyway
Cause I got dead brothers in Lauderdale south 
And I got dead brothers in east Tennessee
My Daddy got shot right in front of his house 
He had no one to fall on but me

It’s Decoration Day 
And I’ve got a mind to go spit on his grave
If I was a Hill, I’d have put him away
And I’d fight till the last Lawson’s last living day
I’d fight till the last Lawson’s last living day
I’d fight till the last Lawson’s last living day