YOU'RE GONNA MISS ME
Mike Seeger/Tom Paley/John Cohen/Dave Guard
Copyright (c) 1961 by Granada Music, Inc. Inc. New York, NY
All Rights Reserved
Source: Posted by Joe Connor to the Musicians' Rendezvous on March 12, 2001 at 21:57:35:

No, I'm not going anywhere. However, I was just listening to Goin' Places and figured I'd post my favorite song from Dave's farewell album.





Key: Bb (capo 3rd)
Time: 4/4


Verse: 
G
Frankie and Johnnie were sweethearts. 
                       G7
They had a quarrel one day. 
C
Johnny vowed he would leave her.
                       G
He said he was going a-way. 
             D                   G
Never coming home. Goin' away to roam.
G
Frankie begged and she pleaded,
                         G7
"My love, Johnny, please stay. 
C
Now, oh, my honey, I've done you wrong 
                      G
But please don't go a-way."
            D                    G
Then Johnny sighed while Frankie cried.

Chorus:
           C
"Oh, I'm a-going away. I'm a-goin' to stay. 
             G
Never coming home. 
             D
You're gonna miss me, honey, in the days to come
         G
When the winter winds begin to blow, 
    G7
The ground is covered up 
             C
And when you think of the way, 
                                       G
You're gonna wish me back, your lovin' man,
             D
You're gonna miss me, honey, 
                         G
In the day they say's to come."

Frankie done said to her Johnny, 
"Now man your hour done come." 
"Cause from behind her kimono 
she drew her forty-four gun.
"These love affairs are hard to bear!"
Johnny, he fled down the stairway. 
"My love, Frankie, don't shoot!" 
Frankie done aimed the forty-four
While the gun went rooty-toot-toot. 
As Johnny fell, then Frankie yelled,

(Chorus)

"Send for your rubber tired hearses. 
Send for your rubber tired hacks. 
Carry old Johnny to the graveyard, 
I'veshot him in the back
With a great big gun 
has the preacher begun?
Send for some policeman to take me right away. 
Lock me down in the dungeon cell 
and throw the key away.
My Johnny's dead because he said.