Brown Eyed Women

I:	( Dm - - - / F - - - / Bb - - - / - - / F - - - /    //)

Gone are the days when the ox fall down,
Take up the yoke and plow the fields around
Gone are the days when the ladies said, “Please, 
Gentle Jack Jones, won’t you come on to me.”

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  C:	Brown eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle is dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of thunder with the rain pourin’ down,
And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on

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Nineteen twenty when he stepped to the bar
He drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar
Nineteen thirty when the wall caved in
He’d made his way sellin’ red eyed gin

  C:	Brown eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle is dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of thunder with the rain pourin’ down,
And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on

(Solo over verse)

Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
Two time over, and the rest were sins
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad
Didn’t get the lickin’s that the other ones had

  C:	Brown eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle is dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of thunder with the rain pourin’ down,
And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on

  B:	Tumble down shack in Big Foot County
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in
Delilah Jones went to meet her god,
And the old man never was the same again 

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Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
I cut hick’ry just to fire the still
Drink down a bottle, and you’re ready to kill

  C:	Brown eyed women and red grenadine
The bottle is dusty but the liquor was clean
Sound of thunder with the rain pourin’ down,
And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on

  V1:	(Repeat First Verse)

  T:	And it looks like the old man’s gettin’ on

© 1972 Warner Brothers Records:: on their “Europe ‘72”