Jim Jones Bob Dylan
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Jim Jones
Jim Jones
Trad.
Released by Bob Dylan on Good As I Been To You (1992)
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem
Album version
[C]
[Csus4]Come and [C]listen [Csus4]for a [C]moment, lads,
And hear me tell my [F]tale.
How a[C]cross the sea from [G]England
I [F]was condemned to [G]sail.
Now the [C]jury foun[Csus4]d me [C]guilty,
Then says the judge, says [F]he,
"Oh,[C] for life, Jim Jones,[G] I'm sending you
A[F]cross the stormy [C]sea[Csus4].
But [F]take a tip before you ship
To [C]join the [Csus4]iron g[C]ang.
Don't [F]get too gay in Botany Bay,
Or [C]else you'll [Csus4]surely[C] [G]hang.
Or [C]else you'll sure[Csus4]ly [C]hang," says he.
"And after that,[F] Jim Jones,
It's high [C]up upon the [G]gallows tree
The [F]crows will pick your [C]bones."
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Well our ship was high upon the sea
when pirates came along,
But the soldiers on our convict ship
Were full five hundred strong.
For they opened fire and somehow drove
That pirate ship away.
But I'd rather have joined that pirate ship
Than gone to Botany Bay.
With the storms ragin' round us,
And the winds a-blowin' gales,
I'd rather have drowned in misery
Than gone to New South Wales.
There's no time for mischief there, they say
remember that says they
oh they'll flog the poaching out of you
down there in Botany Bay
Now it's day and night and the irons clang,
And like poor galley slaves
We toil and toil, and when we die
Must fill dishonored graves,
And it's by and by I'll slip my chains,
Well, into the bush I'll go
And I'll join the brave bush rangers there,
Jack Donohue and co.
And some dark night, when everything
Is silent in the town
I'll shoot those tyrants one and all,
I'll gun the flogger down.
Oh, I'll give the land a little shock,
Remember what I say,
And they'll yet regret they've sent Jim Jones
In chains to Botany Bay.
Supper club version (17 nov 1993)
Come and [A]listen for a moment, lads,
And hear me tell my [D]tale.
How a[A]cross the sea from [E]England
I [D]was condemned to [E]sail.
Now the [A]jury found me guilty,
Then says the judge, says [D]he,
"Oh,[A] for life, Jim Jones,[E] I'm sending you
A[D]cross the [E]stormy [A]sea.
But [D]take a tip before you ship
To [A]join the iron gang.
Don't [D]get too gay in Botany Bay,
Or [A]else you'll surely [E]hang.
Or [A]else you'll surely hang," says he.
"And after that,[D] Jim Jones,
It's high [A]up upon the [E]gallows tree
The [D]crows will [E]pick your [A]bones."
Tabbed by Eyolf Østrem - dylanchords.info
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