Mason Proffit - The Ballad Of Eugene Pratt Chords

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

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

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

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

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
No chord
    
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo
EmWhen I was just a young boy, on the Cokalhoma plains EmI tried to keep my shoes shined, tried to kCeep a clean name GWay over Ftown, lived a Cboy named Eugene Pratt And Emwe weren’t allowed to Dtalk to him, say Chi and none of that no no EmI went off to school, Eugene sat rightC in front of my desk EmThe kids they made fun of him, cause CGene was such a mess Lord But Goh, he worked Fhard, and he Ctook home a mess of good grades EmAnd when it came time for him to go to Dbig school, EuCgene went far away Cause that’s the Dway it Emwas, Dand that’s the way it Cis And that’s the Dway it Emwas,D and that’s the way it Cis EmI went off to college, got myself a Cjob in the campus store EmBut in the meantime, Gene spent his time Cwritin’ bout the world and war GI didn’t understFand, all the Cthings he was talkin about So my Emfriends and me from that old Dfraternity, got Cdrunk and blocked it all out (Yes we did) EmAnd then we graduated, lost our defCerence, our excuse. EmAnd the man said, come here boys, gonna Cput your education to a good use GWent down to the drFaft board, saw EugCene lookin’ alive and well EmBut when it came time to put his nDame on the line, he tCold them boys to go to hell (Yes he did) EmEugene was by far the smartest, the most concCerned with humanity EmBut it was him they took, far away, and stCuck in a penitentiary lordy GI can’t help but woFnder, if we’d alCl stand up like him EmThen there’d be no one to caDrry those damn guns for something noCbody believes in But that ain’t the wDay it wEmas, Dthat ain’t the way it iCs That ain’t the wDay it wEmas, Dthat ain’t the way it Cis That ain’t the wDay it wEmas, Dthat ain’t the way it Cis That ain’t the wDay it wEmas, Dthat ain’t the way it Cis

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