Chords for Ginseng Sullivan - Rice, Bush, Fleck, Douglas, Duncan, Shatz 1988
Tempo:
124.2 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
B
C#m
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [C#]
[B] [E]
By three miles from the Bat-Tail Yard at the [A] Reverse Curve O'Dowd, [E] not far south from in town,
the [C#m] poor Sullivan [G#m] Sack was found, [E] back on the higher ground.
You could see him every day, walking [A] down the line,
with an old brown sack [E] across his back [C#m] and his long hair down behind, [B] speaking his [E] worried mind.
It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor sack [E] full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
[D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on [B] the road [E] alone,
but I guess [A] I'll never make it back [E] to home, my muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
[A]
[E] [C#m] [G#m] [B]
[Em] [E]
[A] [E]
[C#m] [G#m] [B] [E]
Well, the winters here, they get so cold, the damp it makes [A] me ill.
You hang deep numbers [E] in the mountainside when the ground grows [G#m] hard and still.
[B] You gotta stay at the [E] foot of the hill.
But next summer if things turn right, the companies [A] will pay high,
and I'll make enough [E] money to pay my bills and bid these mountains [B] goodbye.
And then [E] he said with a sigh,
It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor sack [E] full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
[D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on the [B] road alone,
[E] but I guess [A] I'll never make it back [E] to home, my muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
[A]
[E] [G#m]
[B] [E]
[A]
[E] [C#m] [B]
[E]
It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor [E] sack full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
[D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on the [B] road alone,
[E] but I guess [A] I'll never make [E] it back to home, my muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
My muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
[Em] [A]
[Em] [G]
[Cm]
[A] [G]
[Em]
[G]
[C]
[B] [E]
By three miles from the Bat-Tail Yard at the [A] Reverse Curve O'Dowd, [E] not far south from in town,
the [C#m] poor Sullivan [G#m] Sack was found, [E] back on the higher ground.
You could see him every day, walking [A] down the line,
with an old brown sack [E] across his back [C#m] and his long hair down behind, [B] speaking his [E] worried mind.
It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor sack [E] full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
[D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on [B] the road [E] alone,
but I guess [A] I'll never make it back [E] to home, my muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
[A]
[E] [C#m] [G#m] [B]
[Em] [E]
[A] [E]
[C#m] [G#m] [B] [E]
Well, the winters here, they get so cold, the damp it makes [A] me ill.
You hang deep numbers [E] in the mountainside when the ground grows [G#m] hard and still.
[B] You gotta stay at the [E] foot of the hill.
But next summer if things turn right, the companies [A] will pay high,
and I'll make enough [E] money to pay my bills and bid these mountains [B] goodbye.
And then [E] he said with a sigh,
It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor sack [E] full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
[D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on the [B] road alone,
[E] but I guess [A] I'll never make it back [E] to home, my muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
[A]
[E] [G#m]
[B] [E]
[A]
[E] [C#m] [B]
[E]
It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor [E] sack full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
[D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on the [B] road alone,
[E] but I guess [A] I'll never make [E] it back to home, my muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
My muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
[Em] [A]
[Em] [G]
[Cm]
[A] [G]
[Em]
[G]
[C]
Key:
E
A
B
C#m
G#m
E
A
B
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ By three miles from the Bat-Tail Yard at the [A] Reverse Curve O'Dowd, [E] not far south from in town,
the [C#m] poor Sullivan [G#m] Sack was found, [E] back on the higher ground.
_ _ You could see him every day, walking [A] down the line,
with an old brown sack [E] across his back [C#m] and his long hair down behind, [B] speaking his [E] worried mind.
_ It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor sack [E] full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
_ [D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on [B] the road [E] alone,
but I guess [A] I'll never make it back [E] to home, _ my muddy water Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[C#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, the winters here, they get so cold, the damp it makes [A] me ill.
You hang deep numbers [E] in the mountainside when the ground grows [G#m] hard and still.
[B] You gotta stay at the [E] foot of the hill.
But next summer if things turn right, the companies [A] will pay high,
and I'll make enough [E] money to pay my bills and bid these mountains [B] goodbye.
And then [E] he said with a sigh,
_ It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor sack [E] full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill. _ _
[D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on the [B] road alone,
[E] but I guess [A] I'll never make it back [E] to home, _ my muddy water Mississippi Delta home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor [E] sack full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
_ _ [D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on the [B] road alone,
[E] but I guess [A] I'll never make [E] it back to home, _ my muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
_ My muddy water Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ By three miles from the Bat-Tail Yard at the [A] Reverse Curve O'Dowd, [E] not far south from in town,
the [C#m] poor Sullivan [G#m] Sack was found, [E] back on the higher ground.
_ _ You could see him every day, walking [A] down the line,
with an old brown sack [E] across his back [C#m] and his long hair down behind, [B] speaking his [E] worried mind.
_ It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor sack [E] full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
_ [D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on [B] the road [E] alone,
but I guess [A] I'll never make it back [E] to home, _ my muddy water Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _
[Em] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[C#m] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [B] _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Well, the winters here, they get so cold, the damp it makes [A] me ill.
You hang deep numbers [E] in the mountainside when the ground grows [G#m] hard and still.
[B] You gotta stay at the [E] foot of the hill.
But next summer if things turn right, the companies [A] will pay high,
and I'll make enough [E] money to pay my bills and bid these mountains [B] goodbye.
And then [E] he said with a sigh,
_ It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor sack [E] full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill. _ _
[D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on the [B] road alone,
[E] but I guess [A] I'll never make it back [E] to home, _ my muddy water Mississippi Delta home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G#m] _ _
[B] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ [C#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ It's a long way from the Delta [A] to the north Georgia hills,
and a poor [E] sack full of ginseng won't pay no [A] traffic bill.
_ _ [D] And I'm too [E] old to ride the [F#] rail off on the [B] road alone,
[E] but I guess [A] I'll never make [E] it back to home, _ my muddy water Mississippi Delta home.
_ My muddy water Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _