Johnny Cash - Busted Chords

 
         
         
         
         
3
2
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
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1
1
         
         
         
         
2
1
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3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
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X
1
3
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3
7 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1

10 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
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3
4
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
X
X
2
1
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
1
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
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2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
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7 fr
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
2

10 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
1
2
X
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
1
2
4
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
2
4
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
10 fr
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

12 fr
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
X
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

G G G G

My bilGls are all due and the babies need shoes, but I'm busted. D7 Cotton is down to a quarter a pound, and I'm busted. G I got a cow that went dry and a hen that won't lay; a bCig stack of bills that gets bigger each day. The countD7y will haul my belongings away. I'm

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bustedG. C G D7

G C G D7

I Gwent to my brother to ask for a loan; I was busted. D7 I hate to beg like a dog for a bone, but I'm busted. G My brother said, "There ain't a thing I can do. My wifCe and my kids are all down with the flue, and I waD7s just thinkin' of callin' on you. I'm

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bustedG." C G D7

G C G D7

GLord, I'm no thief but a man can go wrong when he's busted. D7 The food that we canned last summer is gone, and I'm busted. G The fields are all bare and the cotton won't grow. CMe and my family gotta pack up and go. Where I'll D7make a livin' the Lord only knows, but I'm

Interlude

bustedG. C G D7 ||: G | C | G | D7 :|| Repeat and fade