Hurt Mississippi John - Louis Collins guitar tab
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More tab from the acoustic guitar list. It would help if you could
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Richard
Title :LOUIS COLLINS
Notes: Recorded/attributed to: Mississippi John Hurt. Level:Not difficult
Transcription: basically according to Stefan Grossman
Tuning: EADGBE
C G7 C
--3---------3s5-------3-----|-----1-----|-0----------------3------------|----
--|----------------1--|-----|--0--|-----|-|--------1h3-----|------------|----
--|-------------------|-----|-----|-----|-|----------------|------------|----
--|---2---------0-----|--2--|-----|--0--|-|--2----------2--|--2-----2---|----
--3-------------------3-----|-----|-----|-3----------------3------------|----
---------3------------------|-----3-----|-------3----------------3------|----
Miz Col...lins weep Miz Col......lins moan
F
--0--------------0h3---0-----------|-----------------------------------|-----
--|--------1-----|-----------3-----|--1--------------1-----------------|-----
--|--------------|-----------------|--|--------2-----|-----------------|-----
--|--2--------2--|--2-----------2--|--|--3--------3--|--3-----3--------|-----
--3--------------3-----------------|--|--------------|-----------------|-----
--------3-----------------3--------|--1-----1--------1-----1-----------|-----
to see your son Louis leave his home
C
--0--------------|--------------------|--------------------------------|-----
--|--------1-----|--------0-----3-----|--1------------------1----------|-----
--|--------------|--0-----------------|--|--------0h2p0-----|----------|-----
--|--2--------2--|--|--0-----------0--|--|--2------------0--|--2-----2-|-----
--3--------------|--|-----------------|--3------------------3----------|-----
--------3--------|--3--------3--------|--------3------------------3----|-----
An.......gels laid him away. (I said)
G C
----3--------5--------3----------|--0----------------3-------------------|---
----|--------------3--|-----6----|--|--------1h3-----|-------------------|---
----|-----------------|-----|----|--|----------------|-------------------|---
----|--5--------5-----|--5--|--5-|--|--2----------2--|--2-----2----------|---
----|-----------------|-----|----|--3----------------3-------------------|---
----3-----3-----------3-----3----|--------3----------------3-------------|---
CH: An.......gels laid him away
--0--------------0h3---0-----------|-----------------------------------|-----
--|--------1-----|-----------3-----|--1--------------1-----------------|-----
--|--------------|-----------------|--|--------2-----|-----------------|-----
--|--2--------2--|--2-----------2--|--|--3--------3--|--3-----3--------|-----
--3--------------3-----------------|--|--------------|-----------------|-----
--------3-----------------3--------|--1-----1--------1-----1-----------|-----
They laid him six feet under the clay
C
--0--------------|--------------------|--------------------------------|-----
--|--------1-----|--------0-----3-----|--1------------------1----------|-----
--|--------------|--0-----------------|--|--------0h2p0-----|----------|-----
--|--2--------2--|--|--0-----------0--|--|--2------------0--|--2-----2-|-----
--3--------------|--|-----------------|--3------------------3----------|-----
--------3--------|--3--------3--------|--------3------------------3----|-----
An........gels laid him a.......way
Bob shot one and Louis shot two
but Barnes shot Collins, shot him through and through -
now angels have laid him away.
Chorus
When they heard that Louis was dead
all the people dressed in red,
'cos angels have laid him away.
Chorus
Oh, kind friends now ain't it hard
to see poor Louis in a new graveyard
where angels laid him away.
Chorus
Miz Collins weep, Miz Collins moan
to see your son Louis leave his home -
angels laid him away.
Chorus
