Chords for Emmylou Harris - Red Dirt Girl (Lyrics on screen)
Tempo:
80.925 bpm
Chords used:
F#
B
C#
C#m
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
Being my best friend Lillian and her blue tea came dogged in.
Sitting [B] on the front [F#] porch cooling in the shed, singing every song the radio [C#] played.
Waiting for the Alabama sun to [F#] go down [B] to her red dirt girls and her red [F#] dirt town.
Me and Lillian, just across the line in the little southeast of Meridian.
She loved her brother, I remember back when he was fixing up a 49 [B] Indian.
Told her [F#] little sister, gonna ride the wind up around the moon back [C#m] again.
He never got farther than Vietnam, [B] I was standing there with her when the [F#] telegram come for Lillian.
Now he's lying somewhere [C#] about a million miles [B] from Meridian.
[F#]
She [C#] said there's not much over
[B] there [D#m] in the great big [F#] world, that's where I'm back.
[C#] And the starry night for
[B] these days I'm gonna [F#] swing my hammer down.
[C#] Away from this red dirt town, [F#]
I'm gonna make a joyful sound.
She grew up tall and she grew up thin, married that old dog [B] Gideon.
By a great myrtle bush at the back of [F#] the yard, her daddy turned mean and her mama [C#] leaned hard.
Got in trouble with a boy from [B] town, figured that she might as well settle [F#] down.
So she dug right in, [D#m] across the red dirt [C#] line just to the little [B] southeast of [F#] Meridian.
[A#m] Guess she tried hard to love him but it never did [B] take, just another way for the heart to [F#] break.
So she learned a bit, [A#m] one thing they don't tell you about the blues when you got them.
You [B] keep on falling cause there ain't no [F#] bottom, there ain't no end.
[C#] At least not for Lillian.
[F#] Nobody knows when she started her sketch, she was only 27 and she had five [B] kids.
Could have been the whiskey, could have been the [F#] pills, could have been the dream she was trying to [C#] kill.
There won't be a mention in the news of the [B] world, of the life and the death of [F#] a red dirt girl named Lillian.
Who never got any [C#m] further across the [B] line than [F#] Meridian.
Now the [C#m] stars do fall and [G#m] [F#] at night she finally laid that hammer down.
[C#] Without a sound.
[F#] In the red dirt ground.
Being my best friend Lillian and her blue tea came dogged in.
Sitting [B] on the front [F#] porch cooling in the shed, singing every song the radio [C#] played.
Waiting for the Alabama sun to [F#] go down [B] to her red dirt girls and her red [F#] dirt town.
Me and Lillian, just across the line in the little southeast of Meridian.
She loved her brother, I remember back when he was fixing up a 49 [B] Indian.
Told her [F#] little sister, gonna ride the wind up around the moon back [C#m] again.
He never got farther than Vietnam, [B] I was standing there with her when the [F#] telegram come for Lillian.
Now he's lying somewhere [C#] about a million miles [B] from Meridian.
[F#]
She [C#] said there's not much over
[B] there [D#m] in the great big [F#] world, that's where I'm back.
[C#] And the starry night for
[B] these days I'm gonna [F#] swing my hammer down.
[C#] Away from this red dirt town, [F#]
I'm gonna make a joyful sound.
She grew up tall and she grew up thin, married that old dog [B] Gideon.
By a great myrtle bush at the back of [F#] the yard, her daddy turned mean and her mama [C#] leaned hard.
Got in trouble with a boy from [B] town, figured that she might as well settle [F#] down.
So she dug right in, [D#m] across the red dirt [C#] line just to the little [B] southeast of [F#] Meridian.
[A#m] Guess she tried hard to love him but it never did [B] take, just another way for the heart to [F#] break.
So she learned a bit, [A#m] one thing they don't tell you about the blues when you got them.
You [B] keep on falling cause there ain't no [F#] bottom, there ain't no end.
[C#] At least not for Lillian.
[F#] Nobody knows when she started her sketch, she was only 27 and she had five [B] kids.
Could have been the whiskey, could have been the [F#] pills, could have been the dream she was trying to [C#] kill.
There won't be a mention in the news of the [B] world, of the life and the death of [F#] a red dirt girl named Lillian.
Who never got any [C#m] further across the [B] line than [F#] Meridian.
Now the [C#m] stars do fall and [G#m] [F#] at night she finally laid that hammer down.
[C#] Without a sound.
[F#] In the red dirt ground.
Key:
F#
B
C#
C#m
D#m
F#
B
C#
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Being my best friend Lillian and her blue tea came dogged in.
Sitting [B] on the front [F#] porch cooling in the shed, singing every song the radio [C#] played.
Waiting for the Alabama sun to [F#] go down [B] to her red dirt girls and her red [F#] dirt town.
Me and Lillian, _ _ _ _ _ just across the line in the little southeast of Meridian. _ _ _ _ _ _
She loved her brother, I remember back when he was fixing up a 49 [B] Indian.
Told her [F#] little sister, gonna ride the wind up around the moon back [C#m] again.
He never got farther than Vietnam, [B] I was standing there with her when the [F#] telegram come for Lillian. _ _ _ _ _
Now he's lying somewhere [C#] about a million miles [B] from Meridian.
[F#] _
She _ _ [C#] said there's not much over _
[B] _ there [D#m] in the great big [F#] world, that's where I'm back. _
_ _ _ [C#] And the starry night for _
[B] _ these days I'm gonna [F#] swing my hammer down. _
[C#] Away from this red dirt town, _ _ _ _ [F#]
I'm gonna make a joyful sound. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ She grew up tall and she grew up thin, married that old dog [B] Gideon.
By a great myrtle bush at the back of [F#] the yard, her daddy turned mean and her mama [C#] leaned hard.
Got in trouble with a boy from [B] town, figured that she might as well settle [F#] down.
So she dug right in, _ _ _ [D#m] across the red dirt [C#] line just to the little [B] southeast of [F#] Meridian. _ _ _ _ _
[A#m] Guess she tried hard to love him but it never did [B] take, just another way for the heart to [F#] break.
So she learned a bit, _ _ _ _ [A#m] one thing they don't tell you about the blues when you got them.
You [B] keep on falling cause there ain't no [F#] bottom, there ain't no end. _ _ _
[C#] At least not for Lillian. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] Nobody knows when she started her sketch, she was only 27 and she had five [B] kids.
Could have been the whiskey, could have been the [F#] pills, could have been the dream she was trying to [C#] kill.
There won't be a mention in the news of the [B] world, of the life and the death of [F#] a red dirt girl named Lillian. _ _ _ _ _
Who never got any [C#m] further across the [B] line than [F#] Meridian. _ _
_ _ _ Now the [C#m] stars do fall and [G#m] [F#] at night she finally laid that hammer down. _ _
[C#] Without a sound. _ _ _ _
[F#] In the red dirt ground. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Being my best friend Lillian and her blue tea came dogged in.
Sitting [B] on the front [F#] porch cooling in the shed, singing every song the radio [C#] played.
Waiting for the Alabama sun to [F#] go down [B] to her red dirt girls and her red [F#] dirt town.
Me and Lillian, _ _ _ _ _ just across the line in the little southeast of Meridian. _ _ _ _ _ _
She loved her brother, I remember back when he was fixing up a 49 [B] Indian.
Told her [F#] little sister, gonna ride the wind up around the moon back [C#m] again.
He never got farther than Vietnam, [B] I was standing there with her when the [F#] telegram come for Lillian. _ _ _ _ _
Now he's lying somewhere [C#] about a million miles [B] from Meridian.
[F#] _
She _ _ [C#] said there's not much over _
[B] _ there [D#m] in the great big [F#] world, that's where I'm back. _
_ _ _ [C#] And the starry night for _
[B] _ these days I'm gonna [F#] swing my hammer down. _
[C#] Away from this red dirt town, _ _ _ _ [F#]
I'm gonna make a joyful sound. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ She grew up tall and she grew up thin, married that old dog [B] Gideon.
By a great myrtle bush at the back of [F#] the yard, her daddy turned mean and her mama [C#] leaned hard.
Got in trouble with a boy from [B] town, figured that she might as well settle [F#] down.
So she dug right in, _ _ _ [D#m] across the red dirt [C#] line just to the little [B] southeast of [F#] Meridian. _ _ _ _ _
[A#m] Guess she tried hard to love him but it never did [B] take, just another way for the heart to [F#] break.
So she learned a bit, _ _ _ _ [A#m] one thing they don't tell you about the blues when you got them.
You [B] keep on falling cause there ain't no [F#] bottom, there ain't no end. _ _ _
[C#] At least not for Lillian. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] Nobody knows when she started her sketch, she was only 27 and she had five [B] kids.
Could have been the whiskey, could have been the [F#] pills, could have been the dream she was trying to [C#] kill.
There won't be a mention in the news of the [B] world, of the life and the death of [F#] a red dirt girl named Lillian. _ _ _ _ _
Who never got any [C#m] further across the [B] line than [F#] Meridian. _ _
_ _ _ Now the [C#m] stars do fall and [G#m] [F#] at night she finally laid that hammer down. _ _
[C#] Without a sound. _ _ _ _
[F#] In the red dirt ground. _ _ _ _ _
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