Traditional

Traditional

Ginseng Sullivan
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D  
About three miles from the Batelle yard  
                          G  
From the reverse curve on down  
                     D  
Not far south of the town depot  
G                    Bm  
Sullivan's shack was found  
A                  D  
Back on the higher ground.  
  
D  
You could see him every day  
                      G  
Just walking down the line  
                         D  
With his old brown sack across his back  
        G                Bm  
And his long hair down behind  
A                    D  
Speaking his worried mind.  
  
            D  
cho: It's a long way to the delta  
              G  
     From the North Georgia hills  
                         D  
     A tote sack full of ginseng  
                             G  G7  
     Won't pay no travelling bills  
          C              D  
     Now, I'm too old to ride the rails  
        Em             A  
     Or thumb the road alone  
          D                G               D  
     So I guess I'll never make it back to home  
     D              G           A     D  
     My muddy water Mississippi delta home.  
  
D  
The winters here, they get too cold  
                     G  
The damp it makes me ill  
                          D  
Can't dig no roots in the mountain side  
         G                     Bm  
With the ground froze hard and still  
      A                       D  
Gotta stay at the foot of the hill.  
D  
But next summer, things turn right  
                       G  
The companies will pay high  
                          D  
I'll make enough money to pay my bills  
G                       Bm  
Bid these mountains goodbye  
A                   D  
Then he said with a sigh:  
  
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Enviado por: anônimo

Corrigido por: Alan Diniz