Remote Part Of The City chords and lyrics - DENNIS BROWN

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Whit[G]e[Am][C][Em][G]
[Am]will [G]now[Am]
[G]Let him [Am]go
Now a John O 'Brien
was from the most re[G]mote
[Am]part of the city
[Em]Didn't [Am]have a dime and
committed no crime
[G]But people al[Am]ways tried
[G]to put [Em]him d[G]own[Em]
[Am]White will now[G][Am]
[Em]Saying h[G]e's a twit and h[Am]e'll[G]
[Am]never [C]ever [G]make [Am]it
He's from down the [Em]lane
an[G]d h[Am]e's got no brain
[Em]All [Am]along[G] John [Am]Brown[Em]
was always look[Am]ing a[G]head
Making plans [Am]for himself
an[G]d family
[Am]So let h[C]im g[G]o, could I never hold him?
Let him go, [Am]Lord have mercy
[Em]He let him [C]go, [Am]couldn't ever hold him,
[G]no, no, [Am]no
[G]When [Am]the f[G]ox c[Am]ouldn't get the grape,
he said [G]it was [Em]sour
[G]Tried [Am]to use him, even abuse him[G]
[Em]Put [Am]him undercover,
tried to lock him [G]away
[Am]forever[Em][Am]
[G]But [Am]the hands of the almighty
[Em]kep [Am]t this robber together
[G]Let Him go, could I [C]never hold Him?
[G]Let Him go, [Am]yeah
Let [G]Him go, could I [Am]never hold Him?
[G]Let Him go, whoa, boy
Let Him go, [Am]could I never hold [Em]Him?
Let Him [Am]go, [Em]Lord of God
Let Him [Am]go, could I never [G]hold H[Em]im?
Let [G]Him [Em]go, [Am]whoa, [G]boy
[Am]And roll[Em] on, r[Am]eally, really, really
[G]An [Em]d rol[Am]l on[Em],[G]
[Em]yeah[G][C][Am][G]
[C]Lord [Am]have [G]mercy
[Am]Yeah[Bm], whoa[G], yeah[Am]
[G]John Brown saw them com[Am]ing
So [G]he kept on run[Am]ning
[Em]And movi[Am]ng away
[Em]From the destruction[G] of
[Am]the wicked[Em]
[G]They tried to [Em]control [Am]him[Em]
[Am]Couldn't [C]ever [Am]hold [G]him
Can[Am]'t keep a good man down
Though he seem a clown
So [Em]let h[G]im go
Could[C]n't [Am]ever hold him
Let [G]him go
[Am]Lord of God, [G]let him [Em]go
He [Am]couldn't ever hold him
[G]Let him [Em]go
[Am]Yeah
[G]Now a gun about a burst from [Am]the mouth
[Em]re m[G]ote pa[Am]rt of the city he ne[C]ver died
[Am]he committed no crime
[Am]but people always [Em]try to p[G]ut
[Em]him [Am]down[Em][G][Am]
[G]say he's a twit and[Am] he'l[G]l
never ever [Am]make it
[G]he's from [Am]down the [Em]lane
[G]he's got no brain
[Am]But [G]all alon[Am]g, Joh[Em]n Brown
[Am]was [G]always looking a[Am]head
Mak[G]ing plans,
making [Am]plans for himsel[G]f and the fami[Am]ly
Let[G]ting [Em]go, could I never hold it?
Letting go, Lord have mer[Em]cy
Letting go, could I never [Em]hold it?
Letting go, can[Am]'t control it