Nabbed this off passingafternoon.com, but it ought to be up here...
Capo 2
[C]just like the way that you ran to wine
when they [F]made the new milk turn
[G]Jesus, a friend in the better times
let your [F]mother's bible burn
[C]freedom, a fever you suffered through
and the [F]dog drank from your cup
[G]frozen, the river that baptized you
and the [F]horse died standing up
[F] but when a southern anthem [C]ri[G]ng[F]s
she will buckle to that [C]so[G]un[F]d
when that southern anthem [C]si[G]ng[F]s
it will lay her burdens [C]do[G]wn [F]
Just like the way you lost your guns
When they cut the clothesline loose
Jesus, a friend of the weaker ones
Said, "I'm all they stole from you"
Freedom, a thistle that withered dry
Still a baby in your hands
Frozen, the ground refused to die
And the guitar rose again
But when that southern anthem rings
She will buckle to the sound
When that southern anthem rings
It will lay her burdens down
Capo 2
[C]just like the way that you ran to wine
when they [F]made the new milk turn
[G]Jesus, a friend in the better times
let your [F]mother's bible burn
[C]freedom, a fever you suffered through
and the [F]dog drank from your cup
[G]frozen, the river that baptized you
and the [F]horse died standing up
[F] but when a southern anthem [C]ri[G]ng[F]s
she will buckle to that [C]so[G]un[F]d
when that southern anthem [C]si[G]ng[F]s
it will lay her burdens [C]do[G]wn [F]
Just like the way you lost your guns
When they cut the clothesline loose
Jesus, a friend of the weaker ones
Said, "I'm all they stole from you"
Freedom, a thistle that withered dry
Still a baby in your hands
Frozen, the ground refused to die
And the guitar rose again
But when that southern anthem rings
She will buckle to the sound
When that southern anthem rings
It will lay her burdens down
