[ Предположительная тональность: G ] Drop D tuning (D-A-d-g-b-e') Either there's a capo on the 1st fret, or the guitar is tuned a little high D My parents raised me tenderly C D I was their only son. D My mind got mixed with ramblin' C D When I was all so young. D An' I left my home the first time C D When I was twelve an' one. D I'm a long time a-comin', Ma C D I'll be a long time gone. D On the western side of Texas C D On the Texas plains D I tried to find a job of work C D But they said I's young of age. D My eyes they burned when I heard C D "Go home where you belong!" D I'm a long time a-comin' C D I'll be a long time gone. D I remember when I's ramblin' C D Around with the carnival trains. D Different towns, different people C D Somehow they're all the same D I remember children's faces best C D I remember travelin' on. D I'm a long time a-comin' C D I'll be a long time gone. D I once loved a fair young maid C D An' I ain't too big to tell D If she broke my heart a single time C D She broke it ten or twelve. D I walked an' talked all by myself C D I did not tell no one. D I'm a long time a-comin', babe C D I'll be a long time gone. D . . ./c | D . . . | G' . . . | D . . . . . D Many times by the highway side C D I tried to flag a ride D With bloodshot eyes an' grittin' teeth C D I'd watch the cars roll by. D The empty air hung in my head C D I's thinkin' all day long. D I'm a long time a-comin' C D An' I'll be a long time gone. D You might see me on your crossroads C D When I'm passin' thru D Remember me how you wished to C D As I'm a-driftin' from your view. D I ain't got the time to think about it C D I got too much to get done. D Well, I'm a long time a-comin' C D An' I'll be a long time gone. D If I can't help somebody C D With a word or song D If I can't show somebody C D They are travelin' wrong. D But I know I ain't no prophet C D An' I ain't no prophet's son. D I'm just a long time a-comin' C D An' I'll be a long time gone. D So you can have your beauty C D It's skin deep an' it only lies D An' you can have your youth C D It'll rot before your eyes. D Just give to me my gravestone C D With it clearly carved upon. D "I's a long time a-comin' C D An' I'll be a long time gone." D /c D /c G/b D/c G/b : . . . : . . . : . . . : . |-----2---2-2-0---|-2---2-----2-2---|-0---0---0---0---|-0---0---| |-----3---3-3-3---|-3---3-----3-3---|-3---3---3---3---|-3---3---| |-----2---2-2-0---|-2---2-----2-2---|-0---0---0---0---|-0---0---| |-0-------0---0---|-0---0---0---0---|-0---0---0---0---|-0---0---| |-0-------0---3---|-0---0---0---0---|-3---3---2---2---|-3---2---| |-0-------0-------|-0---0---0---0---|-----------------|---------| D /c D : . . . : . . . |-----2---2-2-0---|-2-------2-------|| |-----3---3-3-3---|-3-------3-------|| |-----2---2-2-0---|-2-------2-------|| |-0-------0---0---|-0-------0-------|| |-0-------0---3---|-0-------0-------|| |-0-------0-------|-0-------0-------||