Lirik dan Chord Lagu Letter to Madeline - Ian Noe

JAKARTA, KOMPAS.com - Ian Noe merupakan musisi country folk yang membawakan lagu berjudul "Letter to Madeline".

Lagu ini diluncurkan pada 2019 lalu dalam album perdananya, Between the Country.

Baca juga: Lirik dan Chord Lagu Goodbye Summer - Danielle Bradberry & Thomas Rhett

Simak lirik dan chord lagu "Letter to Madeline" milik Ian Noe berikut ini.

                                Em             D
Looked like a hundred guns held on me
                                   Am                  C Em
Hunkered by the shed of Detroit General & Company
                             D                 C
Calling, boy come out, we have you jailed
                                Em                     D
Beside the buck-shot door, I stood still
                                Am                            C                   Em
Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills
                                      D                     C
And clinging to a letter that I wish I'd mailed

[Chorus]
              Em          D
Go rest easy, Madeline
Dm                          Am                          C              Em
I'm bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
D                                             C
And when I get home, we'll have a grand old time
                           Em                  D
But don't you shed no tears or be surprised
                   Am            G           C                    Em
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
                                   D                     C
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside

[Verse 2]
                             Em                D
Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift
                             Am
I headed down the highway
                                  C                 Em
Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift
                       D                                  C
And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave
                  Em                         D
Oh, but I got caught in the cold
                          Am               G   C               Em
Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road
                                  D             C
And feeling like a dead man without a grave

[Ulangi Chorus]

C          Em
Oh my, oh my

[Verse 3]
                         Em                          D
Bloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down
                           Am                                   C                  Em
I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered 'round
                                D                        C
And cursing for the bag they knew I'd hid
                                                    Em                       D
And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed
                      Am                          C                            Em
Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade
                                        D                                   C
Said, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid

[Ulangi Chorus]