Chords for Folk Music Artist, Laurie Lewis ~ Val's Cabin

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When I was a kid and the summers were free, [D] we'd pile in a car with no AC [A] and point it
east into the heat [E] _ across the Central Valley. _
_ _ _ _ _ [A] We'd drive our mama near [B] [C#] insane, [D] so she'd pull off of that big four [A] lane and we started
off the winding road [E] _ to [A] Bell's _ Cabin. _ _ _
_ _ About halfway to the mountain top, we'd [D] pull off the road and come to a stop [A] by a rustic
cabin with no shuttered locks.
_ Sure it [E] was cool, still damn hot.
_ [A] But the pine and scotch broom were in the air, [D] the river was just a few miles from there,
[A] just a ways down the winding road from Bell's _ _ Cabin. _ _
[D] And the river runs through all my [A] _
memories, twisting and plundering [F#m] between the [Bm] trees,
sliding past great granite [E] boulders, smooth and warm, this giant shoulder.
_ _ [D] Now they've tamed her and they've changed her [A] so the fish can't [F#m] even claim her.
[A] _ And I can't find the winding [E] road to [A] _ Bell's Cabin. _ _ _
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On a long and dusty old dirt [D] track, we'd walk to the river and then trot [A] back, stopping
to talk to every horse, every [E] friendly dog, and every cat.
_ _ _ [A] And in the water ditch along the road, [D] we'd hide from the sun and dangle our [A] toes and
then we'd start up the winding [E] road to _ [A] Bell's Cabin. _ _ _
[D] And the river runs through all my _
[A] memories, twisting and plundering [F#m] between the [Bm] trees,
sliding past great granite [E] boulders, smooth and warm, this giant shoulder.
_ _ Now [D] they've tamed her and they've changed [A] her so the fish can't even [F#m] claim her.
[A] And I can't find the winding _ [E] road to [A] Bell's _ Cabin.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ twenty years later I'm climbing that hill, [D] run up the highway past _ Tolsbyville,
[A] it's an oven _ outside but it's cool in here in this air [E] _ -conditioned automobile. _ _
_ And [A] it's four-lane concrete all the way, [D] they've straightened the curves and smoothed the grade,
[A] they've covered up the winding road [Em] _ to _ [A]
Bell's _ _ Cabin.
_ [D] But the river runs through all my [F#m] memories, twisting and plundering between the [Bm] trees,
sliding past great granite [E] boulders, smooth and warm, this giant shoulder.
_ _ [D] Now they've tamed her and they've changed [A] her so the fish [F#m] can't even claim her.
[A] And I can't find the winding road [E] _ to [A]
Bell's _ _ Cabin. _ _ _
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No, [A] I can't find the winding road to _ Bell's _ _ Cabin.
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