Hey Nellie Nellie Lyrics & Chords By Gram Parsons

Hey Nellie, Nellie, come to the window.
Hey Nellie, Nellie, look at what I see.
He's a ridin' into town on a sway-back mule.
Got a tall black hat and he looks like a fool.
He sure is a talkin' like he's been to school, and it's 1851.
Hey Nellie, Nellie, hear what he's sayin'.
Hey Nellie, Nellie, says it's gettin' late
And he says them black folks should all be free,
To walk around the same as you and me.
And he's talkin' about a thing he calls democracy, and it's 1858.
Hey Nellie, Nellie, hear the band a playin'
Hey Nellie, Nellie, hand me down my gun.
'Cause the men are a shoutin' and the boys are too,
They're all puttin' on their coats of blue.
I can't stay around here and talk to you, for it's 1861.
Hey Nellie, Nellie, come to the window.
Hey Nellie, Nellie, I've come home alive.
Well my coat of blue is stained with red,
And the man in the tall black hat is dead.
But we sure will remember all the things that he said, in 1865.
Hey Nellie, Nellie, come to the window.
Hey Nellie, Nellie, look at what I see.
I see white folks and colored walkin' side by side,
Walkin' in a column that's a century wide.
It's still a long, and a hard, and a bloody ride, to 1965.