Nabbed this off passingafternoon.com, but it ought to be up here...

Capo 2


C
just like the way that you ran to wine
          F
when they made the new milk turn
G
Jesus, a friend in the better times
         F
let your mother's bible burn
C
freedom, a fever you suffered through
        F
and the dog drank from your cup
G
frozen, the river that baptized you
        F
and the horse died standing up


F                            C G F
  but when a southern anthem rings
                        C G F
she will buckle to that sound
                          C G F
when that southern anthem sings
                        C G  F
it will lay her burdens down 



Just like the way you lost your guns
When they cut the clothesline loose
Jesus, a friend of the weaker ones
Said, "I'm all they stole from you"
Freedom, a thistle that withered dry
Still a baby in your hands
Frozen, the ground refused to die
And the guitar rose again

But when that southern anthem rings
She will buckle to the sound
When that southern anthem rings
It will lay her burdens down