Chords for Ginseng Sullivan
Tempo:
91.85 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ab
Bb
Cm
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ebm] [Ab] [Cm]
[Bb] [Eb]
About three miles from the Battell Yard, on a reverse curve [Ab] on down,
Not far south [Eb] of the town depot, [Ab] Sullivan Shack [Cm] was found,
[Bb] Back on the [Eb] high ground.
You could see him every day, walking down [Ab] the line,
With his old brown sack [Eb] across his back, [Ab] and his long hair [Cm] down behind,
[Bb] Speaking his [Eb] word to me.
It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack full [Eb] of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
[Db] And I'm too [Ebm] old to ride the rails [Fm] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll [Ab] never make it back [Eb] to home, My muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
Take one, Ted.
[Ab]
[Cm] [Bb] [Eb]
[Ab]
[Eb] [Ab] [Cm]
[Bb] [Eb]
Well the winters here they get too cold, the damp it makes [Ab] me ill,
You can't dig no [Eb] roots in the mountainside, [Ab] where the ground froze [Cm] hard and still,
[Bb] You gotta stay at the foot [Eb] of the hill,
But next summer things turn right, the companies will [Ab] pay high,
I'll make enough money [Eb] to pay my [Ab] bills, and bid these mountains [Cm] goodbye,
[Bb] Then he said [Eb] with a sigh,
It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack [Eb] full of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
[Db] And I'm too [Eb] old to ride the rails [F] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll never make it back to home, My muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
[Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Cm] [Bb] [Eb]
[Ab]
[Eb] [Ab] [Cm]
[Bb] [Eb] It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack full [Eb] of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
[Db] And I'm too [Eb] old to ride the rails [Fm] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll never make it back to [Eb] home, My [Ab] muddy water Mississippi [Eb] Delta home.
[Bb] [Eb]
About three miles from the Battell Yard, on a reverse curve [Ab] on down,
Not far south [Eb] of the town depot, [Ab] Sullivan Shack [Cm] was found,
[Bb] Back on the [Eb] high ground.
You could see him every day, walking down [Ab] the line,
With his old brown sack [Eb] across his back, [Ab] and his long hair [Cm] down behind,
[Bb] Speaking his [Eb] word to me.
It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack full [Eb] of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
[Db] And I'm too [Ebm] old to ride the rails [Fm] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll [Ab] never make it back [Eb] to home, My muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
Take one, Ted.
[Ab]
[Cm] [Bb] [Eb]
[Ab]
[Eb] [Ab] [Cm]
[Bb] [Eb]
Well the winters here they get too cold, the damp it makes [Ab] me ill,
You can't dig no [Eb] roots in the mountainside, [Ab] where the ground froze [Cm] hard and still,
[Bb] You gotta stay at the foot [Eb] of the hill,
But next summer things turn right, the companies will [Ab] pay high,
I'll make enough money [Eb] to pay my [Ab] bills, and bid these mountains [Cm] goodbye,
[Bb] Then he said [Eb] with a sigh,
It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack [Eb] full of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
[Db] And I'm too [Eb] old to ride the rails [F] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll never make it back to home, My muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
[Ab] [Eb]
[Ab] [Cm] [Bb] [Eb]
[Ab]
[Eb] [Ab] [Cm]
[Bb] [Eb] It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack full [Eb] of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
[Db] And I'm too [Eb] old to ride the rails [Fm] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll never make it back to [Eb] home, My [Ab] muddy water Mississippi [Eb] Delta home.
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About three miles from the Battell Yard, on a reverse curve [Ab] on down,
Not far south [Eb] of the town depot, [Ab] Sullivan Shack [Cm] was found,
[Bb] Back on the [Eb] high ground.
_ You could see him every day, walking down [Ab] the line,
With his old brown sack [Eb] across his back, [Ab] and his long hair [Cm] down behind,
[Bb] Speaking his [Eb] word to me.
_ _ It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack full [Eb] of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
_ [Db] And I'm too [Ebm] old to ride the rails [Fm] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll [Ab] never make it back [Eb] to home, _ My muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
Take one, Ted. _ _ _
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_ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
Well the winters here they get too cold, the damp it makes [Ab] me ill,
You can't dig no [Eb] roots in the mountainside, [Ab] where the ground froze [Cm] hard and still,
[Bb] You gotta stay at the foot [Eb] of the hill,
_ But next summer things turn right, the companies will [Ab] pay high,
I'll make enough money [Eb] to pay my [Ab] bills, and bid these mountains [Cm] goodbye,
[Bb] Then he said [Eb] with a sigh,
_ It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack [Eb] full of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
_ [Db] And I'm too [Eb] old to ride the rails [F] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll never make it back to home, My muddy water Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _ _ _
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[Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack full [Eb] of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill, _
[Db] And I'm too [Eb] old to ride the rails [Fm] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll never make it back to [Eb] home, My [Ab] muddy water Mississippi [Eb] Delta home. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
About three miles from the Battell Yard, on a reverse curve [Ab] on down,
Not far south [Eb] of the town depot, [Ab] Sullivan Shack [Cm] was found,
[Bb] Back on the [Eb] high ground.
_ You could see him every day, walking down [Ab] the line,
With his old brown sack [Eb] across his back, [Ab] and his long hair [Cm] down behind,
[Bb] Speaking his [Eb] word to me.
_ _ It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack full [Eb] of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
_ [Db] And I'm too [Ebm] old to ride the rails [Fm] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll [Ab] never make it back [Eb] to home, _ My muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
Take one, Ted. _ _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
Well the winters here they get too cold, the damp it makes [Ab] me ill,
You can't dig no [Eb] roots in the mountainside, [Ab] where the ground froze [Cm] hard and still,
[Bb] You gotta stay at the foot [Eb] of the hill,
_ But next summer things turn right, the companies will [Ab] pay high,
I'll make enough money [Eb] to pay my [Ab] bills, and bid these mountains [Cm] goodbye,
[Bb] Then he said [Eb] with a sigh,
_ It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack [Eb] full of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill,
_ [Db] And I'm too [Eb] old to ride the rails [F] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll never make it back to home, My muddy water Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _ _ _
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[Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ It's a long way to the Delta, [Ab] from the North Georgia hills,
And a tow sack full [Eb] of ginseng, won't pay no traveling [Ab] bill, _
[Db] And I'm too [Eb] old to ride the rails [Fm] or climb the road [Bb] alone,
[Eb] Well I guess I'll never make it back to [Eb] home, My [Ab] muddy water Mississippi [Eb] Delta home. _ _ _ _
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