Letter To Madeline Song Lyrics with Chords by (Ian Noe)

Letter To Madeline is one of the most popular songs of the time. Letter To Madeline lyrics written by Ian Noe. This song has sung by Ian Noe.

Singer Ian Noe
Album Between the Country
Released 2019
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Letter To Madeline Song Lyrics

Looked like a hundred guns held on me
Hunkered by the shed of Detroit General & Company
Calling, “Boy come out, we have you jailed”
Beside the buck-shot door, I stood still
Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills
And clinging to a letter that I wish I’d mailed

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Go rest easy, Madeline
I’m bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
And when I get home, we’ll have a grand old time
But don’t you shed no tears or be surprised
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside

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Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift
I headed down the highway
Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift
And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave
Oh, but I got caught in the cold
Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road
And feeling like a dead man without a grave

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Go rest easy, Madeline
I’m bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
And when I get home, we’ll have a grand old time
But don’t you shed no tears or be surprised
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside
Oh my, oh my

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Oh, bloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down
I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered ’round
And cursing for the bag they knew I’d hid
And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed
Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade
Said, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid

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Oh, rest easy, Madeline
I’m bringing down the bank across this flooded county line
And when I get home, we’ll have a grand old time
But don’t you shed no tears or be surprised
If you get the word that your wild man has up and died
Just set me up a stone on that high hillside

Letter To Madeline Song Chords



Looked like a hundred guns held on me

Hunkered by the shed of []etroit eneral & ompany

Calling, boy come out, we have you jailed

Beside the buck-shot door, I stood still

Wondering how the hell the bastards found me in those hills

And clinging to a letter that I wish I’d mailed

Go rest easy, Madeline

I’m bringing down the bank across this flooded county line

And when I get home, we’ll have a grand old time

But don’t you shed no tears or be surprised

If you get the word that your wild man has up and died

Just set me up a stone on that high hillside

Now in the pouring snow, sad, but swift

I headed down the highway

Hoping that the burden of my blues would lift

And praying that the whiskey would keep me brave

Oh, but I got caught in the cold

Looking like a hobo without no mercy from the road

And feeling like a dead man without a grave

Go rest easy, Madeline

I’m bringing down the bank across this flooded county line

And when I get home, we’ll have a grand old time

But don’t you shed no tears or be surprised

If you get the word that your wild man has up and died

Just set me up a stone on that high hillside


Oh my, oh my




Bloodied-up and chained, my legs pinned down

I woke to find my fate in the hands of four men gathered ’round

And cursing for the bag they knew I’d hid

And the more they stomped and moaned, the more I prayed

Feeling every spark flying off of that file and their rusted blade

Said, better think it through, this is your last chance, kid

Go rest easy, Madeline

I’m bringing down the bank across this flooded county line

And when I get home, we’ll have a grand old time

But don’t you shed no tears or be surprised

If you get the word that your wild man has up and died

Just set me up a stone on that high hillside