Fm  Eb  Db  Eb
Fm  Eb  Db  Eb

[Verse]
        Fm                Eb
Well, I hope to tell you, Johnny
       Db             Eb
That I lay that rifle down
       Fm                      Eb
Had to leave the noose and the calaboose
      Db                 Eb      Fm
And a-headed for another town

[Verse]
                            Eb
Well, I've got your name in San Jose
         Db                 Eb
And your picture's there to see
            Fm              Eb
And they're shootin' men in Texas
       Db                   Eb
Just because they look like me

[Chorus]
    Ab              Db            Eb               Ab
And we will run the ridges of our green land Tennessee
                                     Db                     Eb
And we will hide for forty years, if that's what's meant to be
         Db           Eb
Meant to be, meant to be
                      Db           Eb    Fm
Meant to be, meant to be, meant to be

[Verse]
                       Eb
Maybe we could try for Mexico
    Db               Eb
And cross the desert sand
            Fm                  Eb
But they're guardin' 'cross the border
         Db           Eb
'Case we swim the Rio Grande

[Chorus]
    Ab      Eb      Db            Eb               Ab
And we will run the ridges of our green land Tennessee
                                     Db                     Eb
And we will hide for forty years, if that's what's meant to be
         Db           Eb
Meant to be, meant to be
                      Db           Eb    Fm
Meant to be, meant to be, meant to be

[Verse]
                                Eb
Well, they'll rope and tie you, Johnny
            Db               Eb
And they'll throw you to the ground
            Fm            Eb
And they'll let you hang a week or two
           Db            Eb
'Fore they cut your body down

[Chorus]
    Ab              Db            Eb               Ab
And we will run the ridges of our green land Tennessee
                                        Db                     Eb
And if we will hide for forty years, if that's what's meant to be
         Db           Eb
Meant to be, meant to be

[Chorus]
    Ab      Eb      Db            Eb               Ab
And we will run the ridges of our green land Tennessee
                                     Db                     Eb
And we will hide for forty years, if that's what's meant to be
         Db           Eb
Meant to be, meant to be
                      Db           Eb
Meant to be, meant to be, meant to be
                      Db           Eb
Meant to be, meant to be, meant to be