Chords for 21 PRETTY GREEN HILLS DAVE EVANS
Tempo:
148.4 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Bb
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [C]
I want to [N] thank my little friend Carl Jackson for lowering the Yamaha guitar.
Nothing I hear about to happen again, man.
Y'all enjoy [Eb] yourself.
My golly, I am, I'm [Bm] telling you.
We're going to [C] do another [G] Tom T number [F] here for you.
I'm mighty glad to [E] say that I came [Ab] across this on Tom's singing.
[N] Dave, I thank you all to do this.
I was [G] really honored.
[N] Please do this recording for him now [C] at Tom's studio.
Goes like this here, tells another little story about a [G] fella that just wanted to get back home.
It's kind of up in [Ab] the airs here.
You just don't [C] want to picture it, standing at the crossroads.
[Bb] Well, anyway, [C] here's how it goes.
One entitled [Abm] Pretty [C] Green Hills.
Pretty green hills.
[Fm] Pretty [C] green hills.
Take me into [Fm] pretty [C] green [Bb] hills.
[C]
Stood at crossroads, [F] his was [C] left.
Spotted
[F] suitcases there by [C] his side.
Saw in the distance [F] a red [C] star through his eyes.
[A] [C]
Pulled on the highway [F] to give him [C] a ride.
[Am]
[C] Got out and helped him [F] climb up the [C] hill.
Covered his suitcase [F] with a cloth in [C] the back.
He hopped down and caught, oh, [F] he caught himself.
[C] Said, oh, said, I've got to know.
[F] I'm down in the [C] back.
Beard was all white, [F] his wings [G] were so big.
[C]
Oh, said, I look for him [F] here, and he grew [Cm] still.
[C]
I asked him how far [F] he can [G] go.
[A] [C]
Just take me into [F]
pretty [C] green hills.
Pretty green hills.
[F] Pretty green [C] hills.
Just take me into [F] pretty [C] green hills.
He said, there's my [F] star.
[C] [F] [Cm]
[C] Gone with me high, [F] up to you we're all [C] free.
Though he never said much, [F] his face [C] told me stories.
[Gm] [Cm]
[C] I left him alone [F] with his [G] own [C] mind.
[G]
[C] [A] I [C] kept on riding, [Fm] he [F] did.
[C]
He drove up [F] through the hills [C] of his youth.
Asked him if he ever [F] can't fall.
[C]
He said, I don't think so, [F] to tell you [C] the truth.
So it was long back,
[F] I was near [C] the river.
Some day, some storm came and he called me.
I said, old stranger, [F] see [C] me some day.
I saw he was asleep, [F] so I just [C] let him sleep.
I filled up my truck [F] and found my [C] son.
Bought me baloney, [F] cold drinks [C] and drinks.
Long back to my truck, [Bb] I shaked [C] the old stranger.
[Gm] [C]
Oh, but I soon discovered, [F] the old man [C] was dead.
Gone for the shed, [Bbm] took the old [Bb] moff [C] son.
And he kept on waiting, [F] we all had our [C] fill.
[Cm]
[C] A couple of weeks later, [F] somebody [Cm] told me the [C] man.
Yeah, the old man was lying [F]
in pretty [C] green hay.
Pretty green hay, [Bb]
pretty [C] green hay.
They buried him, buried [F] him, pretty green [C] hay.
Pretty green hay,
[Bb] oh, [F] pretty green [C] hay.
They buried him, buried [F] him, pretty green [G] [D]
[Db]
hay.
[C] [N]
I want to [N] thank my little friend Carl Jackson for lowering the Yamaha guitar.
Nothing I hear about to happen again, man.
Y'all enjoy [Eb] yourself.
My golly, I am, I'm [Bm] telling you.
We're going to [C] do another [G] Tom T number [F] here for you.
I'm mighty glad to [E] say that I came [Ab] across this on Tom's singing.
[N] Dave, I thank you all to do this.
I was [G] really honored.
[N] Please do this recording for him now [C] at Tom's studio.
Goes like this here, tells another little story about a [G] fella that just wanted to get back home.
It's kind of up in [Ab] the airs here.
You just don't [C] want to picture it, standing at the crossroads.
[Bb] Well, anyway, [C] here's how it goes.
One entitled [Abm] Pretty [C] Green Hills.
Pretty green hills.
[Fm] Pretty [C] green hills.
Take me into [Fm] pretty [C] green [Bb] hills.
[C]
Stood at crossroads, [F] his was [C] left.
Spotted
[F] suitcases there by [C] his side.
Saw in the distance [F] a red [C] star through his eyes.
[A] [C]
Pulled on the highway [F] to give him [C] a ride.
[Am]
[C] Got out and helped him [F] climb up the [C] hill.
Covered his suitcase [F] with a cloth in [C] the back.
He hopped down and caught, oh, [F] he caught himself.
[C] Said, oh, said, I've got to know.
[F] I'm down in the [C] back.
Beard was all white, [F] his wings [G] were so big.
[C]
Oh, said, I look for him [F] here, and he grew [Cm] still.
[C]
I asked him how far [F] he can [G] go.
[A] [C]
Just take me into [F]
pretty [C] green hills.
Pretty green hills.
[F] Pretty green [C] hills.
Just take me into [F] pretty [C] green hills.
He said, there's my [F] star.
[C] [F] [Cm]
[C] Gone with me high, [F] up to you we're all [C] free.
Though he never said much, [F] his face [C] told me stories.
[Gm] [Cm]
[C] I left him alone [F] with his [G] own [C] mind.
[G]
[C] [A] I [C] kept on riding, [Fm] he [F] did.
[C]
He drove up [F] through the hills [C] of his youth.
Asked him if he ever [F] can't fall.
[C]
He said, I don't think so, [F] to tell you [C] the truth.
So it was long back,
[F] I was near [C] the river.
Some day, some storm came and he called me.
I said, old stranger, [F] see [C] me some day.
I saw he was asleep, [F] so I just [C] let him sleep.
I filled up my truck [F] and found my [C] son.
Bought me baloney, [F] cold drinks [C] and drinks.
Long back to my truck, [Bb] I shaked [C] the old stranger.
[Gm] [C]
Oh, but I soon discovered, [F] the old man [C] was dead.
Gone for the shed, [Bbm] took the old [Bb] moff [C] son.
And he kept on waiting, [F] we all had our [C] fill.
[Cm]
[C] A couple of weeks later, [F] somebody [Cm] told me the [C] man.
Yeah, the old man was lying [F]
in pretty [C] green hay.
Pretty green hay, [Bb]
pretty [C] green hay.
They buried him, buried [F] him, pretty green [C] hay.
Pretty green hay,
[Bb] oh, [F] pretty green [C] hay.
They buried him, buried [F] him, pretty green [G] [D]
[Db]
hay.
[C] [N]
Key:
C
F
G
Bb
Cm
C
F
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ I want to [N] thank my little friend Carl Jackson for lowering the Yamaha guitar. _ _
_ _ _ Nothing I hear about to happen again, man.
Y'all enjoy [Eb] yourself.
My golly, I am, I'm [Bm] telling you.
We're going to [C] do another [G] Tom T number [F] here for you.
I'm mighty glad to [E] say that I came [Ab] across this on Tom's singing.
_ [N] Dave, I thank you all to do this.
I was [G] really honored. _ _
[N] Please do this recording for him now [C] at _ _ Tom's _ studio.
Goes like this here, tells another little story about a [G] fella that just wanted to get back home.
It's kind of up in [Ab] the airs here.
You just don't [C] want to picture it, standing at the crossroads.
[Bb] Well, anyway, _ [C] here's how it goes.
One entitled [Abm] Pretty [C] Green Hills. _ _ _
Pretty green _ hills. _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] Pretty [C] green hills. _
_ _ _ _ _ Take _ me into [Fm] pretty [C] green _ [Bb] hills.
_ _ [C] _ _ _
Stood at crossroads, [F] his was [C] left. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Spotted _ _ _
[F] suitcases there by [C] his side. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Saw in the distance [F] a red [C] star through his eyes.
[A] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ Pulled on the highway [F] to give him [C] a ride.
_ [Am] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ Got out and helped him [F] climb up the [C] hill. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Covered his suitcase [F] with a cloth in [C] the back. _ _ _ _ _ _
He hopped down and caught, oh, [F] he caught himself.
[C] Said, oh, _ _ _ _ _ said, _ I've got to know.
_ [F] I'm down in the [C] back.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Beard was all white, _ [F] his wings [G] were so big.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh, said, I look for him [F] here, and he grew [Cm] still.
[C] _
_ _ _ I asked him how far [F] he can [G] go.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
Just take me into [F]
pretty [C] green hills. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Pretty green hills. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Pretty green [C] hills. _ _
_ _ _ _ Just take me into [F] pretty _ [C] green hills. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ He said, _ there's my [F] _ star. _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ [C] _ _ Gone with me high, [F] up to you we're all [C] free. _ _
_ _ _ _ Though he never said much, [F] his face [C] told me stories.
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[C] I left him alone [F] with his [G] own [C] mind.
_ _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [A] I [C] kept on riding, _ [Fm] he [F] did.
[C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ He _ _ _ drove up [F] through the hills [C] of his _ _ youth. _ _
_ _ _ Asked him if he ever [F] _ can't fall.
[C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ He said, I don't think so, [F] to tell you [C] the truth. _ _ _ _ _
So it was long back, _ _
[F] I was near [C] the river. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Some day, some storm came and he called me. _ _ _ _
I said, old _ stranger, [F] see [C] me some day. _
I _ _ _ _ saw he was asleep, [F] so I just [C] let him sleep. _ _ _ _ _
I filled up my _ truck [F] and found my [C] son. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Bought me _ baloney, [F] cold drinks [C] and drinks.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Long back to my truck, _ [Bb] I shaked [C] the old stranger.
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ Oh, but I soon discovered, [F] _ the old man [C] was dead. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Gone for the shed, [Bbm] took the old [Bb] moff [C] son. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ And he kept on waiting, [F] we all had our [C] fill.
[Cm] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ A couple of weeks _ later, [F] _ _ somebody [Cm] told me the [C] man. _ _ _ _
Yeah, the old man _ was lying [F]
in pretty [C] green hay. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Pretty green hay, _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ pretty _ [C] green hay.
_ _ _ _ _ They _ buried him, buried [F] him, pretty green [C] hay. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Pretty green hay, _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ oh, [F] pretty green [C] hay. _ _ _ _
_ _ They buried _ him, buried [F] him, pretty _ _ _ _ green _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
hay.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ I want to [N] thank my little friend Carl Jackson for lowering the Yamaha guitar. _ _
_ _ _ Nothing I hear about to happen again, man.
Y'all enjoy [Eb] yourself.
My golly, I am, I'm [Bm] telling you.
We're going to [C] do another [G] Tom T number [F] here for you.
I'm mighty glad to [E] say that I came [Ab] across this on Tom's singing.
_ [N] Dave, I thank you all to do this.
I was [G] really honored. _ _
[N] Please do this recording for him now [C] at _ _ Tom's _ studio.
Goes like this here, tells another little story about a [G] fella that just wanted to get back home.
It's kind of up in [Ab] the airs here.
You just don't [C] want to picture it, standing at the crossroads.
[Bb] Well, anyway, _ [C] here's how it goes.
One entitled [Abm] Pretty [C] Green Hills. _ _ _
Pretty green _ hills. _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] Pretty [C] green hills. _
_ _ _ _ _ Take _ me into [Fm] pretty [C] green _ [Bb] hills.
_ _ [C] _ _ _
Stood at crossroads, [F] his was [C] left. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Spotted _ _ _
[F] suitcases there by [C] his side. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Saw in the distance [F] a red [C] star through his eyes.
[A] _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ Pulled on the highway [F] to give him [C] a ride.
_ [Am] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ Got out and helped him [F] climb up the [C] hill. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Covered his suitcase [F] with a cloth in [C] the back. _ _ _ _ _ _
He hopped down and caught, oh, [F] he caught himself.
[C] Said, oh, _ _ _ _ _ said, _ I've got to know.
_ [F] I'm down in the [C] back.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Beard was all white, _ [F] his wings [G] were so big.
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Oh, said, I look for him [F] here, and he grew [Cm] still.
[C] _
_ _ _ I asked him how far [F] he can [G] go.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
Just take me into [F]
pretty [C] green hills. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Pretty green hills. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Pretty green [C] hills. _ _
_ _ _ _ Just take me into [F] pretty _ [C] green hills. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ He said, _ there's my [F] _ star. _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ [C] _ _ Gone with me high, [F] up to you we're all [C] free. _ _
_ _ _ _ Though he never said much, [F] his face [C] told me stories.
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
[C] I left him alone [F] with his [G] own [C] mind.
_ _ _ [G] _
_ [C] _ _ _ [A] I [C] kept on riding, _ [Fm] he [F] did.
[C] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ He _ _ _ drove up [F] through the hills [C] of his _ _ youth. _ _
_ _ _ Asked him if he ever [F] _ can't fall.
[C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ He said, I don't think so, [F] to tell you [C] the truth. _ _ _ _ _
So it was long back, _ _
[F] I was near [C] the river. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Some day, some storm came and he called me. _ _ _ _
I said, old _ stranger, [F] see [C] me some day. _
I _ _ _ _ saw he was asleep, [F] so I just [C] let him sleep. _ _ _ _ _
I filled up my _ truck [F] and found my [C] son. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Bought me _ baloney, [F] cold drinks [C] and drinks.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Long back to my truck, _ [Bb] I shaked [C] the old stranger.
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [C] _
_ Oh, but I soon discovered, [F] _ the old man [C] was dead. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Gone for the shed, [Bbm] took the old [Bb] moff [C] son. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ And he kept on waiting, [F] we all had our [C] fill.
[Cm] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ A couple of weeks _ later, [F] _ _ somebody [Cm] told me the [C] man. _ _ _ _
Yeah, the old man _ was lying [F]
in pretty [C] green hay. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Pretty green hay, _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ pretty _ [C] green hay.
_ _ _ _ _ They _ buried him, buried [F] him, pretty green [C] hay. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Pretty green hay, _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ oh, [F] pretty green [C] hay. _ _ _ _
_ _ They buried _ him, buried [F] him, pretty _ _ _ _ green _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _
hay.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _