Gonna Paint This Town

Old Crow Medicine Show

Written by Ralph Stanley

Key of A · Chords: I II IV V ii iii

Verse 1

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Verse 2

PAINT THIS TOWN
OLD CROW MEDICINE SHOW

Intro

D A E D D E

Verse 3

E                           D A E
Ever since I was a young boy
E                     A A E
I had a wandering soul
E                               D     D
I walked and crawled across six state lines
E
By the time I was 8 years old

Verse 4

A
I  landed in some cornfield
A
They called a town on the grow
     E                              D
So I climbed up on that water tower man
    D   E
But the city was a no show

Verse 5

    A
And that’s when I spied you but we didn’t mind
A
All night truck stops, drive-ins, dives
         E
We were, teenage troubadours hopping on boxcars
      E
For a hell of a one-way ride

Chorus

B7
It’s just a Waffle House jukebox
B7                      E
My brains are scattered arou-ound
    A
But one of these days you and me babе
            A
We’re gonna spill the wholе bucket

Verse 6

               E
And paint this town
D     D    E   A A E
Paint this town

Verse 7

E
Paint it red and white for Old Glory
D     D  E
Paint it blue for the cops tailing your old man’s Ford
D      D       E                                  D
Shimmy up them power lines and paint some anarchy signs
              A           E
'Cause that’s what you do when you’re 15 years old

Verse 8

A
We’ll paint it yellow for a warning
A
They’ll never take us alive
          E
Now we’ve given our hearts to this heartbreak city
      E
Where farm kids go to make out or die

Chorus

Bm7                      B7
It’s just a Waffle House jukebox
B                       E
My brains are scattered arou-ound
    A
But one of these days you and me babе
            A
We’re gonna spill the wholе bucket

Verse 9

               E
And paint this town
D     D    E
Paint this town

Verse 10

INSTRUMENTAL/SOLO:
C#m C#m
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C#m C#m
B E B

Verse 11

        E
Now the train don’t stop like it used to
           E
Interstate missed by more than a mile
D     D         E
Still all these trailer park kids
                      A
That grow up thinking this
     E
Is a place they will survive

Verse 12

    A
And you and me babe we faded away
         A
Like the yearbook page foretold
    E
Now all we got left is the dirt under my fingernails from
E
When we went digging for gold

Chorus

B
It’s just a Waffle House jukebox
B7
Bright lights spinning around
    A
But one of these days they just might light your way
         A
Make you spill the whole damn bucket

Verse 13

               E
And paint this town
D     D    E
Paint this town
D     D    E
Paint this town

Instrumental

D D E
D A E