Chillicothe Rain Chords
Chillicothe Rain by Roger Alan Wade is a moderately challenging guitar song played in the key of D. It uses the chords D, G, A, Cadd9 and Bm. Use the transpose and diagram tools on this page to change the key, see each shape, or simplify the chords.
Intro: D
Verse:
D
Low down in Ohio from the day he was born
G D
Charlie hit that hard road, rollin' like a thunder storm
Trouble as his shadow, larceny in his blood
G D
They slapped him in the castle, for lightin' up some peckerwood
G D
He got eleven twenty-nine the first time, rode it out like a train
A D Cadd9 Bm A
Walked down to the bus line through the Chillicothe rain
G D
Some people stay in hell just because they know the names of the streets
A
Some lay their soul on the anvil, hand 'em the hammer, that's me
D G
Sorry for the trouble, the worry and the pain
D A D
Sorry I never had sense enough to get out of the Chillicothe rain
Verse:
D
He hung around in pool halls, like to never find a job
G D
Finally started bouncin' for some dude, connected with the Steubenville mob
Fell hard for a dancer, she took him for a ride
G D
She coulda cleared him with her answer, she got on the stand and lied
G D
He got ten years for good behavior, ten years and mark of Cain
A D Cadd9 Bm A
The guard hollered "See ya later" through the hard Chillicothe rain
G D
Some people stay in hell just because they know the names of the streets
A
Some lay their soul on the anvil, hand 'em the hammer, that's me
D G
Sorry for the trouble, the worry and the pain
D A D
Sorry I never had sense enough to get out of the Chillicothe rain
Break: Cadd9 Bm A G A D
Verse:
D
Charlie stayed clear of trouble, for a year he walked that line
G D
Tryin' to rebuild from the rubble, set things straight in his mind
One night he got a phone call, said "mom I'll be right back"
G D
She just killed the porch light when she heard sirens down by the tracks
G D
The score he swore he'd settle got him more than a ball and chain
A D Cadd9 Bm A
Got him the Lord's prayer and Satan's chair in the Chillicothe rain
G D
Some people stay in hell just because they know the names of the streets
A
Some lay their soul on the anvil, hand 'em the hammer, that's me
D G
My storm will soon be over when they run lightning through my brain
D A D
By the time you read this I'll be a lily-white mist in the Chillicothe rain
G D A D
By the time you read this I'll be a lily-white mist in the Chillicothe rain