Hes Gone

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He's Gone -- Grateful Dead (Hunter, Garcia)

F F7

Rat in a train ditch, caught on a limb,

A# C F

You know better but I know him.

F F7

Like I told you, what I said,

A# C F

Steal your face right off your head.

F A# F A# F A# C

Now he's gone, now he's gone. He's gone.

A# C

Like a steam locomotive rollin' down the track,

A# F F7/D# A# F

He's gone, gone, and nothin's gonna bring him back, he's gone.

Nine mile skid on a ten mile ride, hot as a pistol but cool inside.

Cat on a tin roof, dogs in a pile, nothin' left to do but smile, smile, smile.

C D# A#

Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange,

C D# A#

Maybe off on some high cold mountain chain.

D# A# G#

Lost one round but the prize wasn't anything,

D# D#m A# C

A knife in the back and more of the same, same old.