{title: Red Clay Halo}

{subtitle: Gillian Welch}



{c:Key of G}



{C:Intro}

[G][/] [G] [/] [G] [/] [G] [/]

[G][/] [G] [/] [G] [/] [G] [/]



[G]All the girls all dance with the boys from the city,

And they don't care to dance with [D]me.

Now it [G]ain't my fault that the fields are muddy,

And the red clay [D]stains my [D]feet.



And it's [G]under my nails and it's under my collar,

And it shows on my Sunday [D]clothes.

Though I [G]do my best with the soap and the water,

But the darned old [D]dirt won't [G]go.



{soc}

But [C]when I pass through the [G]pearly gate,

Will my [D]gown be gold in[G]stead?

Or just a [C]red clay robe with [G]red clay wings,

And a [D]red clay halo for my [G]head

{eoc}



{c:Preverse}

[G][/] [G] [/] [G] [/] [G] [/]

Now it's [G]mud in the spring and it's dust in the summer,

When it blows in a crimson [D]tide.

Until [G]trees and leaves and the cows are the colour,

Of the dirt on the [D]mountain[G]side.



{soc}

But [C]when I pass through the [G]pearly gate,

Will my [D]gown be gold in[G]stead?

Or just a [C]red clay robe with [G]red clay wings,

And a [D]red clay halo for my [G]head

{eoc}



{c:Solo}

[C][/] [C] [/] [G] [/] [G] [/]   [D][/] [D] [/] [G] [/] [G] [/]

[C][/] [C] [/] [G] [/] [G] [/]   [D][/] [D] [/] [G] [/] [G] [/]



Now [G]Jordan's banks they're red and muddy,

And the rolling water is [D]wide.

But I [G]got no boat, so I'll be good and muddy,

When I get to the [D]other [G]side.



{soc}

But [C]when I pass through the [G]pearly gate,

Will my [D]gown be gold in[G]stead?

Or just a [C]red clay robe with [G]red clay wings,

And a [D]red clay halo for my [G]head

{eoc}



{c:Turnaround}

{soc}

I'll take the [C]red clay robe with the [G]red clay wings,

And a [D]red clay halo for my [G]head.

{eoc}