John Browns Body

   G
E|-------------------------|    
B|-------------------------|    
G|-------------------------|    
D|-------------------------|    
A|----5-----5-----5-----5--|    
E|-3-----3-----3-----3-----| x2 


[Main riff]
   G                             G7              G
E|----------------------5-------------------------------------------|    
B|-------------------------------6----------------------------------|    
G|-------------4---------------------------------4---------------4--|    
D|----5---------------------------------3---------------5-----------|    
A|----------5-------------------------------5----------------5------|    
E|-3---------------3-------3-------3---------------3----------------| x2 


   C
E|-----------------------------------0--| e|--------------------------3---------1--| 
B|---------------1----------------------| B|----------------1----------------------| 
G|-----0------------------0-------------| G|------0--------------------------------| 
D|----------2------------------2--------| D|-----------2---------------------------| 
A|-3------------------3-----------------| A|--3------------------3--------3--------| 
E|--------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------| 

Just some variants of the C chord, I’m sure he plays a few more different ones.

[Verse 1]

Play main riff over verses and between verses

        G
There’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds
John Brown’s body was never found
        C
But the locals see him walkin’ round

[Main riff]

[Verse 2]
           G
There’s a ‘for sale’ sign on the old farm roads
There’s a silo empty and done for
    C
The place just ain’t the same no more

G

[Chorus]
         C
Now it’s shinin’ all them different ways
D
Crimson blues and yellow shades
        C
There’s snow up in the way
                               G
And those clouds still full of rain

[Verse 3]
        G
There’s work in town or so they say
Just blessed to fill our hands today
    C
God knows if it will ever pay

G

[Chorus]
       C
And we fill our hands with wood and steel
D
And grace is a woman we all long to feel
    C
You know someday we will
                    G
You know someday we will

[Violin Solo]

[Verse 4]
        G
There’s always the creaks and the strangest sounds
John Brown’s body’s up and walkin’ round
         C
Countin’ all the riches that he’s found

G

[Chorus]
       C
And he throws it all in that wishing well
D
Made it home in the morning hail
        C
There’s snow up in the way

Something’s gotta give
                              G
And those clouds still full a rain