Badgeman Brown
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[Intro] [Verse 1] This is the voice of someone calling from a lonely hill To the hard of hearing or those who never will A long-legged someone seen walking away from home Like a vacant dreamer walking alone alone e|---------------| B|----2--2---2---| G|---------2---2-| D|--2------------| A|0--------------| E|---------------| [Chorus] e|1------| B|3------| G|3--3-3-| D|3------| A|1------| E|-------| Days that turn and turn Which is what which we learn As average believers In the book of Badgeman Brown [Instrumental] [Verse 2] They’re dropping like flies in a suburban house From a lack of anything anything to keep them penned-in And the town keeps screaming from a lonely hill Another lack of people those who never will e|---------------| B|----2--2---2---| G|---------2---2-| D|--2------------| A|0--------------| E|---------------| [Chorus] Days that turn and turn Which is what which we learn As average believers In the book of Badgeman Brown [Instrumental] [Verse 3] This is the voice of someone calling from a lonely hill To the hard of hearing or those who never will e|---------------| B|----2--2---2---| G|---------2---2-| D|--2------------| A|0--------------| E|---------------| [Chorus] Days that turn and turn Which is what which we learn As average believers In the book of Badgeman Brown [Outro]
