{"id":22090,"date":"2025-03-08T19:08:04","date_gmt":"2025-03-08T19:08:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/?p=22090"},"modified":"2025-08-25T23:29:53","modified_gmt":"2025-08-25T23:29:53","slug":"night-the-lights-went-out-in-georgia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/night-the-lights-went-out-in-georgia\/","title":{"rendered":"Night the Lights Went out in Georgia"},"content":{"rendered":"

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CAPO at III\r\n \r\nAm - Am - Am - Am\r\n \r\n       Am                    G\r\nHe was on his way home from Candletop\r\n Am                            D\r\nBeen two weeks gone and he thought he stop\r\n    Am                     G                     Am\r\nat Web's and have him a drink 'for he went home to her\r\n \r\n Am             G\r\nAndy Wo-Lo said hello\r\n         Am             D\r\nhe said 'Hi, what's a doing', Wo\r\n      Am                   G                  Am\r\nsaid sit down, I got some bad news that's gonna hurt.\r\n \r\n  Am                             G\r\nSaid I'm you best friend and you know that's right\r\n     Am                      D\r\nBut your young bride ain't home tonight\r\n  Am                                G                 Am\r\nSince you've been gone she's been seeing that Amos boy, Seth\r\n \r\nAm             G\r\nHe got mad and he saw red\r\n Am                         D\r\nAndy said, Boy, don't you lose your head\r\n          Am                 G              Am\r\nCause to tell you the truth, I've been with her myself\r\n \r\n----------------------------------------------------------\r\n \r\n \r\n A                          B                 E\r\nThat's the night that the lights went out in Georgia\r\n A                          B                E\r\nThat's the night that they hung an innocent man\r\n A                           B                 E\r\nDon't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer\r\n           A                       B                  Em\r\nCause the judge in the town's got blood stains on his hands\r\n \r\n----------------------------------------------------------\r\n \r\n Am                    G\r\nAndy got scared and he left the bar\r\n Am                        D\r\nWalking on home cause he didn't live far\r\n     Am                          G                        Am\r\nYou see, Andy didn't have many friends and he just lost him one\r\n \r\n Am                      G\r\nBrother thought his wife must've left town\r\n       Am              D\r\nSo he went home and finally found\r\n     Am                G                   Am\r\nthe only thing Daddy left him and that was a gun\r\n \r\n Am             G\r\nHe went off to Andy's house\r\n Am                              D\r\nSlipping through the woods as quiet as a mouse\r\n Am               G                       Am\r\nCome upon some tracks too small for Andy to make\r\n \r\n    Am                              G\r\nHe looked through the screen at the back porch door\r\nAm            D\r\nHe saw Andy lying on the floor\r\n      Am               Em                 Am\r\nIn a puddle of blood, and he started to shake.\r\n \r\n     A                  B\r\nThe Georgia Patrol was making their rounds\r\n       E                    E\r\nso he fired a shot just to flag them down\r\n  A                                B\r\nA big bellied sheriff grabbed his gun and said,\r\n          Em\r\nWhy'd you do it?\r\n \r\n    Am                   G\r\nThe judge said guilty in a make believe trial\r\n      Am                  D\r\nSlapped the sherrif on the back with a smile\r\n    Am                G                Am\r\nAnd said suppers waiting at home and I got to get to it\r\n \r\n A                          B                 E\r\nThat's the night that the lights went out in Georgia\r\n A                          B                E\r\nThat's the night that they hung an innocent man\r\n A                           B                 E\r\nDon't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer\r\n           A<\/span>                       B<\/span>                  Em<\/span>\r\nCause the judge in the town's got blood stains on his hands.\r\n \r\n      Am<\/span>                   G<\/span>\r\nThey hung my brother before I could say\r\n      Am<\/span>                  D<\/span>\r\nthe tracks he saw while on this way\r\n    Am<\/span>                G<\/span>                Am<\/span>\r\nto Andy's house and back that night were mine\r\n \r\n Am<\/span>                        G<\/span>\r\nAnd his cheatin' wife had never left town\r\n Am<\/span>                       D<\/span>\r\nThat's one body that'll never be found\r\n    Am<\/span>                        G<\/span>                   Am<\/span>\r\nYou see, little sister don't miss when she aims her gun\r\n \r\n2x\r\n A<\/span>                          B<\/span>                 E<\/span>\r\nThat's the night that the lights went out in Georgia\r\n A<\/span>                          B<\/span>                E<\/span>\r\nThat's the night that they hung an innocent man\r\n A<\/span>                           B<\/span>                 E<\/span>\r\nDon't trust your soul to no backwoods Southern lawyer\r\n           A<\/span>                       B<\/span>                  Em<\/span>\r\nCause the judge in the town's got blood stains on his hands.\r\n<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
CAPO at III Am – Am – Am – Am Am G He was on his way home from Candletop Am D Been two weeks gone and he thought he stop Am G Am at Web’s and have him a drink ‘for he went home to her Am G Andy … CLICK TO VIEW SONGNight the Lights Went out in Georgia<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[117,97],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-22090","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-live-piano","category-rainy-day"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22090","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=22090"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/22090\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=22090"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=22090"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertandrews.net\/songs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=22090"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}