Joe Bonamassa – The Ghost Of Macon Jones chords

[Intro]
F#m B F#m
F#m Em B F#m
F#m E F#m B F#m
F#m E F#m B

[Verse 1]
F#mWhere the river keeps on rollin', time marches on
F#mThe sun hides in the shadows, you know where you belong
Bm                                           F#mYou walk in the silence readin' names on the stones
D                                         C#You can roll with the tide, but you can't hide
         A              F#mFrom the ghost of Macon Jones

[Verse 2]
F#mWell they always came to church, sat up in the back
F#mDrank the holy water, dapper dressed in black
Bm                                              F#mAway from the rich folk where they let down his bones
         D              C#Now they whisper at the sermons
                  A               F#mThey can hear the ghost of Macon Jones

[Verse 3]
F#mFrom the time he was a child, it was easy to make friends
F#mSome swore they found, right up to the end
         Bm                                                    F#mWhen he jumped off that bridge they just watched and went back home
         D                               C#They all cried to their mommas that they saw
    A               F#mThe ghost of Macon Jones

[Middle 8?]
       Bm     A      F#mIn the nights, right along
         A    E             F#mIn your fight, just stay strong

        Bm           A     F#mIn the ill-fated wind, just go
         A              E                  F#mYeah you need to unlearn, what you've been told

[Solo Chords]
F#m E F#m B
F#m E F#m B
F#m E F#m
F#m E F#m
A B F#m
A B F#m
E D C#
F#m E D C#
F#m E D C#

[Verse 3]
F#mNo one knows what happened, 'cause the truth will often lie
F#mWidows swear he loved 'em, he was born to make them cry
 Bm                                                       F#mSometimes a man believes he's destined to go at this life alone
       D                                 C#If you head down that cold river you'll feel
     A              F#mThe ghost of Macon Jones

[Verse 4]
F#mSome say he died, with a smile on his face
F#mOthers say he cried, he never found his place
       Bm                                               F#mIf you listen to your fears you might hear his restless moan
                   DWhen they start digging up your dirt
         C#      A              F#mYou'll meet the ghost of Macon Jones
         D                          C#If you see your reflection in the water
           A              F#mThat's the ghost of Macon Jones

[Outro]
F#m E F#m B F#m
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