Chords for Dave Alvin -"You'll Never Leave Harlan Alive"

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_ _ _ _ _ In the deep, [Bb] dark hills of [F] eastern [C] Kentucky, _ [Gm] that's the place [Bb] where I traced my [Eb] bloodline.
And it's there [Bb] I read [F] on a hillside [C] gravestone, _ [Eb] you will never [Dm] leave Harlan [Gm] alive.
_ _ [Gm] _ _
For my [Bb] grandad's dad [F] crossed the [C] Cumberland Mountains, [Gm] and he asked Tilly Helton [Eb] to be his bride.
He said, won't you [Bb] walk with me [F] out of the [C] mouth of this holler, _ [Dm] or we'll never [D] leave Harlan [Gm] alive.
_ _ _ Where [Bb] the sun comes up _ about ten in the morning, and the sun [Gm] goes down about three in the day,
and [Bb] you fill your cup [Eb] with whatever bitter brew [Bb] you're drinking, and you spend your [Gm] life
_ just thinking how to get away.
_ _ _ _ Well no [Bb] one ever knew [F] there was coal in these [C] mountains,
_ [Gm] till a [Bb] man from the northeast [Eb] arrived, waving hundred dollar bills, [F] and saying I'll pay you
for [C] your minerals.
[Eb] But he never left [Gm] Harlan alive.
_ _ _ _ The granny [Bb] sold out cheap, [F] and they moved out west
to [C] Pineville, _ [Gm] to a [Bb] farm where the big Richland [Eb] River was.
And I bet they danced them a jig,
[F] and they laughed and [C] sang a new song, [Eb] who said we'd never leave Harlan [Gm] alive. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [D] _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ But the times [Bb] they got hard, [F] and tobacco [C] wasn't selling, _ [Gm] and old grandad [Bb] knew what he had to do
[Eb] to survive.
_ He went and dug for [Bb] Harlan coal, and sent the money [C] back to granny,
[Eb] but he never [D] left Harlan [Gm] alive.
_ _ _ _ Where the sun [Bb] comes up _ about ten in the morning, and the [Gm] sun
goes down about [Bb] three in the day, and you fill your cup with [Eb] whatever bitter brew you're drinking,
and you [Gm] spend your life digging coal [Eb] from the bottom of your grave.
Where [Bb] the sun comes up
about ten in the morning, and the sun [Gm] goes down _ about [F] three in the day, and you [Bb] fill your cup
with whatever bitter brew you're drinking, and you spend your [Gm] life digging coal from [Eb] the bottom
[Gm] of your grave. _ _ _ _
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In the [Bb] deep dark hills [F] of eastern [C] Kentucky, _
[Gm] that's the place where I trace
[Eb] my bloodline, _ and it's there I [Bb] read [F] on a [C] hillside gravestone, [Eb] you will never [D] leave Harlan.
_ _ [Gm] _ _