Chords for Eddie Noack - Cotton Mill (K-Ark 813)
Tempo:
74.3 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
BOOMSH!
[Bb] BOOMSH!
[D] BOOMSH!
Uncle Walt!
Hey, Uncle Walt, [G] you hear me?
What do you want, boy?
[D] The field hands are all gone, Uncle Walt.
[A] How we gonna grow that cotton?
Well, I [D] don't reckon we will, son.
I guess we'll get in touch [G] with those fellas from New York
that come down here a while back
[D] and sell them those trees over there.
And I [A] reckon we'll let them build a cotton mill here.
[D] Well, Uncle Walt let them build a cotton mill there.
[G] And one day, like a giant, swooped his right hand down.
[D] He swept away all the pine trees.
[A] And he built a three-story high, red brick, cotton [D]-picking cotton mill.
[G] While he was at it, they swept away Uncle Walt, too.
He [D] never did know much about legal things like contracts and fine [A] print.
I was just a kid [D] then,
and one of the earliest memories of my childhood was the [G] loom.
The loom with the shuttle going back and [D] forth, making cotton into cloth.
And it sounded like,
a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch.
1930 came along.
[G] Violence.
Strikes.
[D] Three dollars a week, just wouldn't get it.
[A] A plug of chewing tobacco, a couple of pounds of flour, and some [D] fatback and molasses.
When they [G] went back to work, they was making six dollars a week.
But [D] not until Clarence Carter,
Clarence was Walt [A] Carter's boy, lived next door.
[D] Not until Clarence Carter got on this newfangled [G] thing called an elevator,
and it fell with him in the cotton mill.
[D] Of course, they brought Clarence home,
and then [A] they took him away again.
And Clarence will never [D] have to worry about that.
A-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch.
He won't hear it anymore.
And then there was Sarah that lived down the street.
[G] At 14 years old, Sarah went to work in the [D] cotton mill, breathing that lint.
Man, it's worse than a [A] coal mine.
Six dollars a week.
[D] And every time Sarah come out of that cotton mill,
she'd be coughing something like,
ahhhhhh.
[Bb]
[D] Well, the big year, [G] 1932, Roosevelt.
[D] Big deal.
New deal.
[A] Everybody's gonna have a [D] fortune, like A-models and things.
Another strike in the cotton [G] mill.
Machine guns on the roof,
and the [Bb] National Guard throwing cigarettes down like they was going out of style.
[A] And all the young kids in the neighborhood picking them up and smoking them,
[D] when they could beat the men to them.
They finally fixed that elevator,
after it fell with the [G] National Guard lieutenant.
I [D] guess everything works out for the best after all.
[A] And all the time we're living there,
listening day [D] and night to that sound,
that awful sound.
A-boom!
A-boom!
[Bb] BOOMSH!
[D] BOOMSH!
Uncle Walt!
Hey, Uncle Walt, [G] you hear me?
What do you want, boy?
[D] The field hands are all gone, Uncle Walt.
[A] How we gonna grow that cotton?
Well, I [D] don't reckon we will, son.
I guess we'll get in touch [G] with those fellas from New York
that come down here a while back
[D] and sell them those trees over there.
And I [A] reckon we'll let them build a cotton mill here.
[D] Well, Uncle Walt let them build a cotton mill there.
[G] And one day, like a giant, swooped his right hand down.
[D] He swept away all the pine trees.
[A] And he built a three-story high, red brick, cotton [D]-picking cotton mill.
[G] While he was at it, they swept away Uncle Walt, too.
He [D] never did know much about legal things like contracts and fine [A] print.
I was just a kid [D] then,
and one of the earliest memories of my childhood was the [G] loom.
The loom with the shuttle going back and [D] forth, making cotton into cloth.
And it sounded like,
a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch.
1930 came along.
[G] Violence.
Strikes.
[D] Three dollars a week, just wouldn't get it.
[A] A plug of chewing tobacco, a couple of pounds of flour, and some [D] fatback and molasses.
When they [G] went back to work, they was making six dollars a week.
But [D] not until Clarence Carter,
Clarence was Walt [A] Carter's boy, lived next door.
[D] Not until Clarence Carter got on this newfangled [G] thing called an elevator,
and it fell with him in the cotton mill.
[D] Of course, they brought Clarence home,
and then [A] they took him away again.
And Clarence will never [D] have to worry about that.
A-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch.
He won't hear it anymore.
And then there was Sarah that lived down the street.
[G] At 14 years old, Sarah went to work in the [D] cotton mill, breathing that lint.
Man, it's worse than a [A] coal mine.
Six dollars a week.
[D] And every time Sarah come out of that cotton mill,
she'd be coughing something like,
ahhhhhh.
[Bb]
[D] Well, the big year, [G] 1932, Roosevelt.
[D] Big deal.
New deal.
[A] Everybody's gonna have a [D] fortune, like A-models and things.
Another strike in the cotton [G] mill.
Machine guns on the roof,
and the [Bb] National Guard throwing cigarettes down like they was going out of style.
[A] And all the young kids in the neighborhood picking them up and smoking them,
[D] when they could beat the men to them.
They finally fixed that elevator,
after it fell with the [G] National Guard lieutenant.
I [D] guess everything works out for the best after all.
[A] And all the time we're living there,
listening day [D] and night to that sound,
that awful sound.
A-boom!
A-boom!
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BOOMSH!
[Bb] BOOMSH!
[D] BOOMSH!
_ Uncle Walt!
Hey, Uncle Walt, [G] you hear me?
What do you want, boy?
[D] The field hands are all gone, Uncle Walt.
[A] How we gonna grow that cotton?
Well, I [D] don't reckon we will, son.
I guess we'll get in touch [G] with those fellas from New York
that come down here a while back
[D] and sell them those trees over there.
And I [A] reckon we'll let them build a cotton mill here.
[D] Well, Uncle Walt let them build a cotton mill there.
[G] And one day, like a giant, swooped his right hand down.
[D] He swept away all the pine trees.
[A] And he built a three-story high, red brick, cotton [D]-picking cotton mill.
_ [G] While he was at it, they swept away Uncle Walt, too.
He [D] never did know much about legal things like contracts and fine [A] print.
I was just a kid [D] then,
and one of the earliest memories of my childhood was the [G] loom.
The loom with the shuttle going back and [D] forth, making cotton into cloth.
And it sounded like,
a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch.
_ _ 1930 came along.
[G] Violence.
Strikes.
[D] Three dollars a week, just wouldn't get it.
[A] A plug of chewing tobacco, a couple of pounds of flour, and some [D] fatback and molasses.
When they [G] went back to work, they was making six dollars a week.
But [D] not until Clarence Carter,
Clarence was Walt [A] Carter's boy, lived next door.
_ [D] Not until Clarence Carter got on this newfangled [G] thing called an elevator,
and it fell with him in the cotton mill.
[D] Of course, they brought Clarence home,
and then [A] they took him away again.
And Clarence will never [D] have to worry about that.
A-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch. _
He won't hear it anymore.
_ And then there was Sarah that lived down the street.
[G] At 14 years old, Sarah went to work in the [D] cotton mill, breathing that lint.
Man, it's worse than a [A] coal mine.
Six dollars a week.
[D] And every time Sarah come out of that cotton mill,
she'd be coughing something like,
_ ahhhhhh.
[Bb] _
_ [D] _ _ _ Well, the big year, _ [G] 1932, Roosevelt.
[D] Big deal.
New deal.
_ [A] Everybody's gonna have a [D] fortune, like A-models and things.
Another strike in the cotton [G] mill.
Machine guns on the roof,
and the [Bb] National Guard throwing cigarettes down like they was going out of style.
[A] And all the young kids in the neighborhood picking them up and smoking them,
[D] when they could beat the men to them.
_ _ They finally fixed that elevator,
after it fell with the [G] National Guard lieutenant.
I [D] guess everything works out for the best after all.
[A] And all the time we're living there,
listening day [D] and night to that sound,
that awful sound.
A-boom!
A-boom!
[Bb] BOOMSH!
[D] BOOMSH!
_ Uncle Walt!
Hey, Uncle Walt, [G] you hear me?
What do you want, boy?
[D] The field hands are all gone, Uncle Walt.
[A] How we gonna grow that cotton?
Well, I [D] don't reckon we will, son.
I guess we'll get in touch [G] with those fellas from New York
that come down here a while back
[D] and sell them those trees over there.
And I [A] reckon we'll let them build a cotton mill here.
[D] Well, Uncle Walt let them build a cotton mill there.
[G] And one day, like a giant, swooped his right hand down.
[D] He swept away all the pine trees.
[A] And he built a three-story high, red brick, cotton [D]-picking cotton mill.
_ [G] While he was at it, they swept away Uncle Walt, too.
He [D] never did know much about legal things like contracts and fine [A] print.
I was just a kid [D] then,
and one of the earliest memories of my childhood was the [G] loom.
The loom with the shuttle going back and [D] forth, making cotton into cloth.
And it sounded like,
a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch.
_ _ 1930 came along.
[G] Violence.
Strikes.
[D] Three dollars a week, just wouldn't get it.
[A] A plug of chewing tobacco, a couple of pounds of flour, and some [D] fatback and molasses.
When they [G] went back to work, they was making six dollars a week.
But [D] not until Clarence Carter,
Clarence was Walt [A] Carter's boy, lived next door.
_ [D] Not until Clarence Carter got on this newfangled [G] thing called an elevator,
and it fell with him in the cotton mill.
[D] Of course, they brought Clarence home,
and then [A] they took him away again.
And Clarence will never [D] have to worry about that.
A-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch-ch, a-boom-ch. _
He won't hear it anymore.
_ And then there was Sarah that lived down the street.
[G] At 14 years old, Sarah went to work in the [D] cotton mill, breathing that lint.
Man, it's worse than a [A] coal mine.
Six dollars a week.
[D] And every time Sarah come out of that cotton mill,
she'd be coughing something like,
_ ahhhhhh.
[Bb] _
_ [D] _ _ _ Well, the big year, _ [G] 1932, Roosevelt.
[D] Big deal.
New deal.
_ [A] Everybody's gonna have a [D] fortune, like A-models and things.
Another strike in the cotton [G] mill.
Machine guns on the roof,
and the [Bb] National Guard throwing cigarettes down like they was going out of style.
[A] And all the young kids in the neighborhood picking them up and smoking them,
[D] when they could beat the men to them.
_ _ They finally fixed that elevator,
after it fell with the [G] National Guard lieutenant.
I [D] guess everything works out for the best after all.
[A] And all the time we're living there,
listening day [D] and night to that sound,
that awful sound.
A-boom!
A-boom!