July, July! The Decemberists *The Decemberists* INTRO [E] VERSE I [A]There is a [B]road that meets the [E]road that goes to [D]my house [A]and how the [B]green grows [E]there. [A]And we got [B]special boots that [E]beat the path to [D]my house and it's [A]careful, and it's [B]careful when I'm [E]there. VERSE II And I say your uncle was a crooked French Canadian and he was gunshot running gin and how his guts were all suspended in his fingers and how he held'em, how held'em, held'em in. PRE- (azchords.com)