Vince Gill - Buttermilk John lyrics

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Now Buttermilk John played the steel guitar

It made a mournful sound

From the cotton fields of Arkansas

To the streets of that Nashville town

(Chorus)

Oh John, oh John, play all night long

Play till my tears run dry

Oh John, oh John, play one last song

Before you take that final ride

Now Buttermilk John sure loved Miss Jean

She never left his side

Was the sweetest love I’ve ever seen

The Holy Bible was their guide

Repeat Chorus

Now Buttermilk John was a godly man

I loved him like a son

Now he’s gone on to the Glory Land

With Jesus he, he will run

Repeat Chorus

Oh John, oh John, play one last song

Before you take that final ride