Chords for Darrell Scott - You'll never leave Harlan alive (Justified)

[Dm] _ _ _ _ In the deep [F] dark hills [C] of [G] Eastern Kentucky _ _
[D] That's the place [F] where I trace [Bb] my bloodline
And _ it's there [F] I read on a [C] hillside [G] gravestone
_ [Bb] You'll never [A] leave the [D] harlequin
_ [Dm] _ _ _
_ _ _ Well my _ [F] granddad's dad walked [C] down [G] Kettering Mountain
[D] And [Dm] he asked Tully [F] Hilton to be [Bb] his bride
[A] Said [Bb] won't you walk with [F] me
Out [C] of the mouth of [G] this holler
[Bb] We'll [A] never leave a harlequin [Am] [Dm] alive
Where the sun comes [F] up _ _ [Bb] about [Am] ten in [F] the morning
And the sun [Dm] goes down [Eb] about three [Dm] in the [Bb] day
[F] And you fill your cup with [Bb] whatever [C] bitter [F] brew you're drinking
[Dm] You spend your life [D] just [Eb] thinking of how to [D] get away
_ [Dm] _ No one ever [F] knew there [C] was gold in [G] the mountains
[Dm] Till a man from the [F] northeast [Bb] arrived
_ _ Waving hundred [F] dollar bills
He [C] said I'll pay you for [G] your mead rows
[Bb] But he [A] never left Harlem
[Dm] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _
Well [Dm] granny she sold out [F] cheap
And they [C] moved out west of Highland
To [Dm] a farm [F] where they were rich and led [Bb] with wine
And [F] I think [Bb] he danced and went [F] jig
And they laughed [C] and sang a new [G] song
Who [Bb] said we'd never [A] leave [Dm] Harlem alive
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_ [G] _ [D] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Dm] _ [Am] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [G] _ _ [D] But times they got [F] hard
[C] And tobacco [G] wasn't selling
[Dm] And old granddad [F] knew what he'd do [Bb] to survive
_ [F] Well he went [Bb] and [F] dug for Harlem coal
And [C] sent the money [G] back to granny
[Bb] But he [A] never left Harlem [D] alive
_ [Dm] Where [F] the sun comes up _ [Bb] about [C] [F] ten in the morning
And the sun [Dm] goes down [Eb] about [Am] three in the [Bb] day
[C] And you [F] fill your cup with [Bb] whatever bitter [C] brew [F] you're drinking
And you [Dm] spend your life just thinking [Cm] of how to [F] get away
[C] And the sun [F] comes up _ [Bb] about [C] ten [F] in the morning
And the [Dm] sun goes down [Eb] about three [Bb] in the day
[C] And you fill [F] your cup with [Bb] whatever [C] bitter brew [F] you're drinking
And you [Dm] spend your life digging coal from [Eb] the bottom of [D] your grave _
In the deep dark hills [G] of eastern [D] Kentucky
_ That's the place where I trace my [Bb] _ [D] bloodline _ _
And it's [Dm] there I'll _ lay hillside gravestone
[D] You will never leave Harlem
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