Devil Died In Dixie

Capo: 3rd fret Intro NONE Verse Em E When the devil went down to Georgia, came to 'Bama for revenge Em He'd a never went down to Dixie if he knew what he was in for A Well, he walked his way from Macon with that murder on his mind A B Em The night he met ol' W.T. right passed the Monroe County Line Em Em G A Em Em Em G A E / / / / Verse E Well, W.T. was a navy vet and the meanest cuss around Em He had a nasty reputation, was the toughest man in town A Owned the Monroe Service Station and an ambulance to drive E N.C. E Em Well, that devil could'a used one past the Monroe County Line Em E -------------|-------------|-------------|--------------------| B -------------|-------------|-------------|--------------------| G -----0h2p0---|-----0h2p0---|-----0h2p0---|-0h2p0----0h2p0-----| D -2-2-------2-|-2-2-------2-|-2-2-------2-|-------2--------0-2-| A -------------|-------------|-------------|--------------------| E -------------|-------------|-------------|--------------------| E Em E Em E -------------|-------------|-------------|--------------------| B -------------|-------------|-------------|--------------------| G -----0h2p0---|-----0h2p0---|-----0h2p0---|-0h2p0----0h2p0-----| D -2-2-------2-|-2-2-------2-|-2-2-------2-|-------2--------0-2-| A -------------|-------------|-------------|--------------------| E -------------|-------------|-------------|--------------------| Verse Em Well, W.T. was a honest man and the God-fearing kind But he got kicked out of the Baptist church, didn't vote the county dry A Well, the devil heard what happened so he asked him for a ride E B E And now that devil's sittin' shotgun passed the Monroe County Line E Well, the devil gave directions told W.T. right where to go Em They wound up in the black of night down a God forsaken road A Devil said, "Let's park the truck and take a walk down through these pines" E B E With a gun to W.T.'s head past the Monroe County Line [Instrumental/Solo] E5 E5 E5 E5 E5 E5 G A Em E Em E Verse Em Well, W.T. didn't bat an eye, did what the devil said As they walked down that ol' logging road in the 'Bama timberland A Well, they came up on a six foot hole with red clay 'round the sides A N.C. B Em E Em Em Someone's 'bout to lay down past the Monroe Countyyyy Liiiiine E Em Well, the devil told ol' W.T. "Get on your knees and beg" E Em As W.T. was getting down he pulled that switchblade from his leg A He stabbed him once and that devil dropped that old colt .45 E Now, the devil's bleeding out right passed the Monroe County (Line) [Instrumental/Solo] E E E G A Em Em E / / Em Em Em G A Em Em E / / Em Em Em E Em Em Em E D B E E / / / Outro Em Now, maybe down in Georgia he bet Johnny for his soul E But when he crossed ol' W.T. that devil wound up in a hole A Should'a known that down in 'Bama you don't make it out alive Em E Now, the devil's buried somewhere past the Monroe County Line Em E ---------------------| B ---------------------| G ---------------------| D -5p4p0---------------| A -------5p4p0---------| E -------------3b-3b-0-|