Chords for Darrell Scott - You'll Never Leave Harlan Alive - Legendado

[Dm] _ _ In the deep [F]
dark [C] hills of eastern [G] Kentucky, _ _ [Dm] that's the place [F] where I traced [Bb] my bloodline. _ _
And it's [F] there I hid on [C] a [G] hillside gravestone.
_ [Bb] You'll never [Am] leave the heart.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, my [F] grandad's dad walked [C] down [G] Kettering Mountain,
[Dm] and he asked [F] Curly Hilton [Bb] to be his bride.
[A] He said, won't [Bb] you walk with [F] me?
Out [Am] of the mouth there'll [G] is a holler, [Bb] but we'll never [A] leave a heart [Am] alive.
[Dm] _ Where the sun [F] comes up _ [Bb]
about [Am] ten in [F] the morning,
and the sun [Dm] goes down [Eb] about [Dm] three [Bb] in the day.
[F] And you fill your cup with [Bb] whatever [C] bitter [F] brew you're drinking.
You [Dm] spend your life just [Eb] thinking of how [D] to get away.
[Dm] _ No one ever [F] _ [C] was cold in [G] that mountain,
[Dm] till the man [F] from the northeast [Bb] arrived.
_ Waving hundred [F] dollar bills, he [C] said, I'll pay you for [G] your mead rows.
[Bb] But he never [A] left a heart [Dm] alive.
_ _ _ [Bb] _
_ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [D] _ Well, [Dm] Granny, she [F] sold out cheap, [C] and they moved out west of Pine Hill
[Dm] to a farm [F] where they were rich and land [Bb] with wine.
[F] And [Bb] as they danced [F] and were jigging, they [C] laughed and sang [G] a new song,
[Bb] who said we'll [A] never leave our [Dm] little lives. _ _ _
_ [F] _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _
[Bb] _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ [Bb] _
_ [Dm] _ [Am] _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ [D] _ But times [F] they got hard, [Am] and tobacco [G] wasn't selling.
[Dm] And old Granddad [F] knew what he'd do [Bb] to survive.
[F] Well, [Bb] he went and dug [F] for hard and cold, [C] and sent the money back to [G] Granny.
[Bb] But he [A] never left our little [Dm] lives.
_ Where the [F] sun comes up _ [Bb] about ten [F] in the morning,
and the sun [Dm] goes down [Eb] about [Am] three [Bb] in the day.
[F] And you fill your cup _ with [Bb] whatever [F] bitter brew you're drinking.
And you [Dm] spend your life [Cm] just thinking of how to get [F] away.
[C] And the [F] sun comes up _ [Bb] about [C] ten [F] in the morning,
and the [Dm] sun goes down [Eb] about [Am] three [Bb] in the [C] day.
And [F] you fill your cup with whatever [C] bitter [F] brew you're drinking.
And [Dm] you spend your life digging hole [Eb] from the bottom [D] of your grave.
_ _ _ In the deep, dark hills [G] of eastern [D] Kentucky,
_ that's the place where I trace [Bb] my _ [D] bloodline.
_ And it's [Dm] there right on the hillside gravestone.
[D] You will never leave _ heartache. _ _ _ _
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