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Dixieland

Steve Earle

Key of D · Chords: I IV V ii iii vi

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Intro

D G D Bm A D

Verse 1

D                                                          G
I am Kilrain and I'm a fightin' man and I come from County Clare
                                  D                            Bm
And the Brits would hang me for a Fenian so I took me leave of there
      D                                                   G
And I crossed the ocean in the "Arrianne", the vilest tub afloat
                                         D                        Bm
And the captain's brother was a railroad man and he met us at the boat
     A                             G                                    A
So I joined up with the 20th Maine like I said my friend I'm a fighting man
          D        Em           F#m     G
And we're marchin' south in the pouring rain
      A                 D
We're all goin' down to Dixieland

Verse 2

D                                               G
I am Kilrain of the 20th Maine and we fight for Chamberlain
                                       D                                   Bm
'Cause he stood right with us when the Johnnies came like a banshee on the wind
       D                                              G
In the smoke smeared hell of Gettysburg many a mother wept
                    D                                             Bm
For many a good boy died there, sure, and the air smelt just like death
  A                                      G                        A
I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine and I marched to hell and back again
    D       Em     F#m         G
For Colonel Joshua Chamberlain -
      A                 D
we're all goin' down to Dixieland

Verse 3

  D                                               G
I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine and I damn all gentlemen
                                   D                               Bm
Whose only worth is their father's name and the sweat of a workin' man
        D                                                              G
Well we come from the farms and the city streets and a hundred foreign lands
                                         D                  Bm
And we spilled our blood in the battle's heat Now we're all Americans
  A                                      G                              A
I am the Kilrain of the 20th Maine did I tell you friend I'm a fightin' man
         D      Em        F#m G
And I'll not be back this way again,
             A                 D
'cause we're all goin' down to Dixieland