By Houston Marchman
rmofle at satx.rr.com
3/13/2006
19[D]40 Paris, Tx Jack your daddy went to war
[Em]Mama started [C]cryin [Em]turned and [C]locked that [D]door
Watch that [D]old man beat your uncle in the barn until he died
[Em]Something that you [C]saw that day got [Em]twisted [C]up in[D]side
Now you tried in vein to find yourself a woman who would stay
Five wives wentin the ground and the Devil turned you a stray
It's a long old hill and long hard wheel turnin harder every day
Hey jack you sell your soul you never will get paid
Chorus:
One foot [G]deeper, with a '? to [D]blame
Dead or a[D]live you plan to keep her just the [A]same
Can you hear the [F]moan in the cold dark [D]rain [G]
The [D]devil answered [F]for you when ''? called your [D]name
Now Emily she was leavin you the night before she died
Guess she finally figured out no one leaves Jack Reeves alive
She's just a lonesome force out on the wind from a cold and shallow grave
Dropped down to your knees but there was nothing left to say
Chorus
Now you're sittin down in Huntsville with your head down in your hands
If you'dve dug the hole a little deeper you'd still be a free man
Save something for the livin from a heart that knows no shame
You'll always have to answer when Emily she calls your name
rmofle at satx.rr.com
3/13/2006
19[D]40 Paris, Tx Jack your daddy went to war
[Em]Mama started [C]cryin [Em]turned and [C]locked that [D]door
Watch that [D]old man beat your uncle in the barn until he died
[Em]Something that you [C]saw that day got [Em]twisted [C]up in[D]side
Now you tried in vein to find yourself a woman who would stay
Five wives wentin the ground and the Devil turned you a stray
It's a long old hill and long hard wheel turnin harder every day
Hey jack you sell your soul you never will get paid
Chorus:
One foot [G]deeper, with a '? to [D]blame
Dead or a[D]live you plan to keep her just the [A]same
Can you hear the [F]moan in the cold dark [D]rain [G]
The [D]devil answered [F]for you when ''? called your [D]name
Now Emily she was leavin you the night before she died
Guess she finally figured out no one leaves Jack Reeves alive
She's just a lonesome force out on the wind from a cold and shallow grave
Dropped down to your knees but there was nothing left to say
Chorus
Now you're sittin down in Huntsville with your head down in your hands
If you'dve dug the hole a little deeper you'd still be a free man
Save something for the livin from a heart that knows no shame
You'll always have to answer when Emily she calls your name
