A If I should fall from grace with God D A Where no doctor can relieve me. A If I'm buried 'neath the sod D F#m But the angels won't receive me. Chorus: A Let me go, boys, F#m D Let me go, boys. A D A Let me go down in the mud E A Where the rivers all run dry. This land was always ours Was the proud land of our fathers It belongs to us and them Not to any of the others Chorus: Let them go, boys Let them go, boys Let them go down in the mud Where the rivers all run dry Bury me at sea Where no murdered ghost can haunt me If I rock upon the waves No corpse shall lie upon me Chorus: It's coming up threes, boys Keeps coming up threes, boys Let them go down in the mud Where the rivers all run dry If I should fall from grace with God Where no doctor can relieve me If I'm buried 'neath the sod So the angels won't receive me Chorus: Let me go, boys Let me go, boys Let me go down in the mud Where the rivers all run dry | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E F#m |