C G C G C G
[Verse 1]
C G
Stephen sprawled across the bed,
C G
Raised the bottle to his mouth.
C G
Pictures danced inside his head,
C G
Gentle breezes from the south,
C G
Cotton fields with voices ringin' low,
C G
Old Black Joe.
[Verse 2]
C G
And here's to one tender and fair
C G
Jeannie with the light brown hair
C G
Raised a banjo to her knee,
C G
Sang a lovely melody.
C G
Weep no more, my lady; shed your care.
C G C G
I'll be there.
[CHORUS]
Am Em Am Em C
And the Swanee River runs outside the door,
Am Em Am Em C
And the whiskey bottles gather on the floor,
Am Em Am Em C
And the camp-town ladies stop and ring the bell
G C
Of the American Hotel.
[Verse 3]
C G
He wrote a song for ev'ryone,
C G
Lifted hearts throughout the land.
C G
Now his world's an empty one,
C G
A broken dream and a tremblin' hand,
C G
Sad and weary ev'rywhere he'd roam,
C G
Kentucky home.
[CHORUS]
Am Em Am Em C
And the Swanee River runs outside the door,
Am Em Am Em C
And the whiskey bottles gather on the floor,
Am Em Am Em C
And the camp-town ladies stop and ring the bell
G C
Of the American Hotel.
[CHORUS]
Am Em Am Em C
And the Swanee River runs outside the door,
Am Em Am Em C
And the whiskey bottles gather on the floor,
Am Em Am Em C
And the camp-town ladies stop and ring the bell
G C
Of the American Hotel.
