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He Don't Speak Too Much chords

He Don't Speak Too Much
Written By Fred Gibson
(C) 2005 all rights reserved BMI and Rockin' Horse Pub.
Key of "C"

INTRO: C

VERSE ONE

C
We placed the rope around his neck.
    Dm
and pulled him...off the ground.
   F
He hung there...for buzzard bait,
                         C
until the lawmen cut him down.

VERSE TWO

C
He was a raper of children,
  Dm
a killer of their souls,
   F

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We took him to the piney woods,
                       C
where justice would be doled.


VERSE THREE

C
Lawmen came from all around,
Dm
looking for the gang.
     F 
Who strung that preacher up,
                      C
and left him there to hang.


VERSE FOUR

     C
And, though they found the pictures
       Dm
of his victims and his crimes.
F
they still keep lookin',
                         C
for those who hanged him high.


CHORUS

     G                            F             C
Lord knows I ain't the kind...to hurt my fellow man.
         D               G
But some-times the law...needs a helpin' hand.
                                                              
           F                                        C
So, if the judge ain't willin'...to throw a way the key,
F              C           G             C
We might intro-duce him....to the hangin' tree


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VERSE FIVE

C
No one spoke a word.
Dm
Nobody saw a thing.
       F
'Cause back there in the piney woods,
                         C
even God can't hear you scream.


VERSE SIX

C
So,when you're here in Texas,
   Dm
be careful whom you touch.
F
You might ask the preacher
                       C
but he don't speak too much.


CHORUS

     G                            F             C
Lord knows I ain't the kind...to hurt my fellow man.
         D              G
But some-times the law...needs a helpin' hand.
                                                              
           F                                         C
So, if the judge ain't willin'...to throw a way the key,
F              C           G              C
We might intro-duce him....to the hangin' tree



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We might intro-duce him....to the hangin' tree

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