Night The Lights Went Out In Georgia!
by Reba McEntire! · harmonica tab for C diatonic harmonica
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He was on his way home from Can-dle-top,
been two weeks gone
and he'd thought he'd stop at Web's
and have him a drink 'fore he went home to her.
An-dy Wo-lo said "hel-lo".
He said "Hi, what's do-in'?"
Wo said "Sit down I got some bad news,
it's gon-na hurt".
He said "I'm your best friend
and you know that's right.
But your young bride ain't home to-night.
Since you been gone
she's been see'n that A-mos boy Seth".
Now he got mad and he saw red.
An-dy said "boy don'tcha lose your head,
cause to tell you the truth
I've been with her my-self".
Chorus: (Change to Key of G
That's the night
that the lights went out in Geor-gia.
that the lights went out in Geor-gia.
That's the night
That's the night
that they hung an in-no-cent man.
that they hung an in-no-cent man.
Well don't trust your soul
Well don't trust your soul
to no back-woods sou-thern law-yer.
to no back-woods sou-thern law-yer.
Cause the judge in the town's
Cause the judge in the town's
got blood-stains on his hands.
Verse 2
An-dy got scared and left the bar.
An' walk-in' on home 'cause he did-n't live far;
you see An-dy did-n't have ma-ny friends,
and he'd just lost him one.
Bro-ther thought his wife must-'ve left town,
so he went on home and fin-al-ly found
the on-ly thing Dad-dy left him
and that was a gun.
He went off to An-dy's house,
slip-pin' through the back-woods
qui-et as a mouse.
Came up-on some tracks
too small for An-dy to make.
He looked through the screen
at the back porch door
an' he saw An-dy ly-in' on the floor
in a pud-dle of blood
and he start-ed to shake.
Geor-gia pa-trol was a mak-in' their rounds
so he fired a shot just to flag 'em down.
A big bel-lied sher-iff grabbed his gun
and said "Why'd you do it?"
judge said "guil-ty" in a make be-lieve trial.
Slapped the sher-iff on the back with a smile
and said "Sup-per's wait-in' at home
and I got to get to it".
Verse 3
Well they hung my bro-ther
be-fore I could say
the tracks he saw
while on his way to An-dy's house
and back that night were mine.
And his cheat-in' wife had ne-ver left town,
and that's one bo-dy that-'ll ne-ver be found
cause lit-tle sis-ter don't miss
when she aims her gun.