Shovels And Rope – Birmingham chords

First tab I'v put up, and I'm quite sure its correct.  Comments or concerns fitzmunroe@gmail.com




GDelta Mama and a Nickajack Man
EmRaised their Cumberland daughters in a Tennessee band
DPlayed Springwater at Station Inn
C                                EmCouldn't play fast, couldn't fit in

GCaught a '66 Dodge in Caroline
EmGot her education on her mama's dime
DShe was singing in a bar called Comatose
C                              EmHalfway rusted on the salty coast

C             GRock of Ages, cleave for me
C       G       Em     G       Let me hide myself in Thee
G        C    EmBuried in the sand
C              G        D      GFive hundred miles from Birmingham

GRockamount Cowboy in a rock and roll band
G                                        EmPlugged his amplifier in all across the land
DAthens, Georgia on a friday night
C                                      EmSaw that little girl, she could sing alright

GSpent five years going from town to town
G                                     EmWaiting on that little girl to come around
DCaught in the arms of New York City
C                                  EmTo lose that gal seemed terrible pity

C              GRock of Ages, cleave for me
C         G      Em   GLet my heart forget a beat
G      C   EmWhy do you demand
C          G    D      G        Calling me from Birmingham

EmPulled her covered wagon off the BQE
Em                                          GSaid this'll be the last you'll ever see of me
Em             Well the cowboy laughed said I know it's not true
Em                                                 GCause there's nothing I could do to get loose from you

GMade a little money playing in the bars
G                                     EmWith two beat up drums and two old guitars
CFrom the Crescent City to the Great Salt Lake
C                                    EmIt ain't what you got, it's what you make

HARMONICA 
G    Em   C   Em

GWhen the road got rough and the wheels all broke
EmCouldn't take more then we could tow
GMaking something out of nothing with a scratcher and our hope
C                                           GWith two old guitars like a shovel and a rope

C               G Rock of Ages, cleave for me
C       G       Em      GLet me hide myself in Thee
G      C   EmNow I understand
C         G           D      GOn better terms since Birmingham