Brown Eyed Women
Grateful Dead

C#m                        E
Gone are the days when the ox fall down
B                                 A
You take up the yoke and plow the fields around
C#m                        E      
Gone are the days when the ladies said, "Please
A                                   E
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me."

B
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
    A                        E          B
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
A                             E            C#m
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
       F#m                      A       E
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on

C#m                     E            
Nineteen-twenty when he stepped to the bar
B                         A 
Drank to the dregs of the whiskey jar
C#m                      E
Nineteen-thirty when the wall caved in
A                                E
He paid his way selling red-eyed gin

B
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
    A                        E          B
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
A                             E            C#m
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
       F#m                      A       E
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on

FIRST BREAK ON VERSE
C#m  E  B  A
C#m  E  A  E

C#m                   E
Delilah Jones was the mother of twins
B                      A   
Two times over and the rest were sins
C#m                     E
Raised eight boys, only I turned bad
A                                           E
Didn't get the lickin's that the other ones had

B
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
    A                        E          B
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
A                             E            C#m
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
       F#m                      A       E
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
 
CHANGE:
Bm                   A        E
Tumble down shack in Big Foot county.
Bm                      A          E
Snowed so hard that the roof caved in.
C#m      B            A        G#m
Delilah Jones went to meet her God,
        A                          E
And the old man never was the same again.

SECOND BREAK ON VERSE 2X
C#m  E  B  A
C#m  E  A  E
C#m  E  B  A
C#m  E  A  E

C#m                       E
Daddy made whiskey and he made it well
B                       A
Cost two dollars and it burned like hell
C#m                   E
I cut hickory just to fire the still
A                                   E                              
Drink down a bottle and be ready to kill

B
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
    A                        E          B
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
A                             E            C#m
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
       F#m                      A       E
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on

C#m                        E
Gone are the days when the ox fall down
B                        A
You take up the yoke and plow the fields around
C#m                         E
Gone are the days when the ladies said' "Please
A                                   E
Gentle Jack Jones won't you come to me."

B
Brown-eyed women and red grenadine
    A                        E          B
The bottle was dusty but the liquor was clean
A                             E            C#m
Sound of the thunder with the rain pourin' down
       F#m                      A       E
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on
       F#m                      A       E
And it looks like the old man's gettin' on.