Chords for 30 Years Of Farming - James King
Tempo:
128.6 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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I heard a little white note on the gate by the road that [C] a man put up every [G] day.
saw it, we all ran out [A] just to see what it [D] had to say.
we read it, our eyes fell to it [C] as a very little old [G] heart clang.
mine for morning, some of mine for clothing, some of [D] mine for [G] lending me.
on the post by the general store [C] there,
[G] Then I took sale the day after tomorrow [A] at the Indian [D] Grove.
thirty years, thirty years, [C]
I heard a little white note on the gate by the road that [C] a man put up every [G] day.
saw it, we all ran out [A] just to see what it [D] had to say.
we read it, our eyes fell to it [C] as a very little old [G] heart clang.
mine for morning, some of mine for clothing, some of [D] mine for [G] lending me.
on the post by the general store [C] there,
[G] Then I took sale the day after tomorrow [A] at the Indian [D] Grove.
thirty years, thirty years, [C]
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_ _ _ I heard a little white note on the gate by the road that [C] a man put up every _ [G] day.
_ And when we saw it, we all ran out [A] just to see what it [D] had to say.
_ [G] And when we read it, our eyes fell to it [C] as a very little old [G] heart clang.
_ _ Some of mine for morning, some of mine for clothing, some of [D] mine for [G] lending me.
_ And on the post by the general store [C] there,
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ Then I took sale the day after tomorrow [A] at the Indian [D] Grove.
I ain't getting no more [G] than thirty years, _ thirty years, _ [C] _
_ thirty [G] years.
_ _ Oh, my daddy started talking the day tomorrow at the auction house, [D] nothing there [G] to say. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] Chris Hill one time. _ _
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_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ Evan Prater.
_ [C] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
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Now my mama's tears fell freely down [C] when she walked along the flowers [G] in the yard. _
And every number the auctioneer called [A] like a blow to [D] Fred's heart. _
[G] And every number the auctioneer called [C] meant a little thing sold [G] that day. _
We stood there watching while everything was auctioned and they loaded it [D] and hauled it [G] away. _
And on the post by the general store [C] there,
_ [G] Then _ _ _ I took sale the day after tomorrow [A] at the Indian [D] Grove.
Ain't getting no more than [G] thirty years of farming, thirty years of [C] mining, thirty years of [G] digging.
_ _ Oh, my daddy started talking the day tomorrow at the auction house, nothing [D] there [G] to say. _ _ _
_ _ I threw my box around the [C] hands of the old Fred [G] Avery. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I threw [A] my box at Mr.
John Wade [D] on the couch in the bay.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, let's hear another one for all the fathers.
Mr.
_ James Keating. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ At the day's first dawning we woke this morning there was nothing for us to dig.
_ No hay in the meadow, no feed in the grain ray, no cattle tractors, no tools.
_ We loaded up the cart, took a cold brew, [C] and a few bags of bannocks.
_ _ [G] _ Mama read from us, we took one last look, and then we drove.
_ _ _ And on the post by the general store [C] they put up a little sign. _ _
An auction sale the day [E] after tomorrow at the end of [Bm] Lincoln Line.
_ [G]
Thirty years of farming, _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] thirty years of mining, thirty years of digging.
Oh, my daddy _ started talking the day tomorrow at the auction house, [D] nothing there [G] to say.
_ We'll make a little while, folks.
Thank you.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ I heard a little white note on the gate by the road that [C] a man put up every _ [G] day.
_ And when we saw it, we all ran out [A] just to see what it [D] had to say.
_ [G] And when we read it, our eyes fell to it [C] as a very little old [G] heart clang.
_ _ Some of mine for morning, some of mine for clothing, some of [D] mine for [G] lending me.
_ And on the post by the general store [C] there,
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ Then I took sale the day after tomorrow [A] at the Indian [D] Grove.
I ain't getting no more [G] than thirty years, _ thirty years, _ [C] _
_ thirty [G] years.
_ _ Oh, my daddy started talking the day tomorrow at the auction house, [D] nothing there [G] to say. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] Chris Hill one time. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ Evan Prater.
_ [C] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Now my mama's tears fell freely down [C] when she walked along the flowers [G] in the yard. _
And every number the auctioneer called [A] like a blow to [D] Fred's heart. _
[G] And every number the auctioneer called [C] meant a little thing sold [G] that day. _
We stood there watching while everything was auctioned and they loaded it [D] and hauled it [G] away. _
And on the post by the general store [C] there,
_ [G] Then _ _ _ I took sale the day after tomorrow [A] at the Indian [D] Grove.
Ain't getting no more than [G] thirty years of farming, thirty years of [C] mining, thirty years of [G] digging.
_ _ Oh, my daddy started talking the day tomorrow at the auction house, nothing [D] there [G] to say. _ _ _
_ _ I threw my box around the [C] hands of the old Fred [G] Avery. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I threw [A] my box at Mr.
John Wade [D] on the couch in the bay.
_ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, let's hear another one for all the fathers.
Mr.
_ James Keating. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ At the day's first dawning we woke this morning there was nothing for us to dig.
_ No hay in the meadow, no feed in the grain ray, no cattle tractors, no tools.
_ We loaded up the cart, took a cold brew, [C] and a few bags of bannocks.
_ _ [G] _ Mama read from us, we took one last look, and then we drove.
_ _ _ And on the post by the general store [C] they put up a little sign. _ _
An auction sale the day [E] after tomorrow at the end of [Bm] Lincoln Line.
_ [G]
Thirty years of farming, _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [G] thirty years of mining, thirty years of digging.
Oh, my daddy _ started talking the day tomorrow at the auction house, [D] nothing there [G] to say.
_ We'll make a little while, folks.
Thank you.
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _
