Alison Krauss – Bonita And Bill Butler chords
Chords:
Sat down the other evening to tried and work this out, i love this song so much and hope this helps you learn this great songB7E----------B----------G--2-------D--1-------A--2-------E--0-------on the G chord, do this as well.E-3------3---B-3------2---G-0------0---D-0------0---A-2------2---E-3----2h3---Intro: Em, D, A, C, D, EmEm D AI grew up in the scantling yards of Wheeling West VirginiaC D EmA wheelhouse cub looking for an open doorEm D AIn the packet ways a Sweeney wed the keel of my BonitaC D EmJust two months from her timbers til she mooredEm D AI paid the fare in billet on her maiden voyage to VicksburgC D EmAnd talked my way to hand the tiller on the courseEm D AIn her planks I carved a notch and sealed the vow Be my BonitaC D EmAnd her dowry was my life between the shoresChorusEm D C GI was born with rouging ways, and she steered me like a womanC B7From the port calls and the bawds that lead me strayEm D C GThe calliope serenades, made the old towns come runningC B7And the boys would gamble shards to pull her chainsC D Em The strikers boast would fain me loss, about the wrecks the shoals wereAkeepingC D EmAnd how the old girls got poor Billys ransom savedEm, D, A, C, D, Em x2Em D AOn the lake at Bistineau, she set the wharf at DixieC D EmWith a thousand bales of cotton on her mainEm D AAs the great raft disappeared, the watermark went sinkingC D EmAnd she was stuck right hard, a listing on the bankEm D AWith the furnace still a blaze, I stood my last upon herC D EmThen climbed the prow and took a landsmans tradeEm D AA derelict now Milady said the watch log Ive concordedC D EmHave the bosun sound us eight bells for the changeChorus:Em D C GI was born with rouging ways, and she steered me like a womanC B7From the port calls and the bawds that lead me strayEm D C GThe calliope serenades, made the old towns come runningEm D C GAnd I would take to wider walks, so the gin I stopped a drinkingC B7At three scores aloft this crooked frameC D Em The strikers boast would fain me loss, about the wrecks the shoals wereAkeepingC D EmAnd how the old girls got poor Billys ransom savedOutro: Em, D, A, C, D, Em