Girl I Left In Sunny Tennessee Chords by Jim Greer & The Mac-O-Chee Valley Folks
Tempo:
126.15 bpm
Chords used:
B
F#
E
C#
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[B]
[E] [F#]
[B]
[E] [F#]
[B] On one morning bright and clear, my [E] old homestead I drew near, [F#] just a village down in sunny [B] Tennessee.
Been speeding on the train that [E] would bring me back again, to [F#] the girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
I could hear her voices singing, [E] as she bid farewell [B] to me.
Far across the fields [G#m] of cotton, [C#] my old homestead I [F#] could see, as [B] the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told my [B] saddest story, of the [F#] girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
Now [E] [F#]
[B]
[E] [F#]
[B]
the train drew up at last, old [E] familiar scenes had passed, [F#] and I heard my mother at the [B] station door.
Kind friends had gathered round, [E] tears on every face I'd found, [F#] but I missed the one that I'd been waiting [B] for.
I could hear her voices singing, as [E] she bid [B] farewell to me.
Far across the fields [G#] of cotton, [C#] my old [F#] homestead I could see, [B] as the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told [B] my saddest story, of the [F#] girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
I just [F#]
whispered, Mother dear, [B] where is Mary, she's not here, all the [C#] world seemed dark and sadness [F#] came to me.
She [B] just pointed to that spot in [E] that little churchyard lot, [F#] where my sweetheart sleeps in sunny [B] Tennessee.
I could hear her voices singing, as [E] she bid [B] farewell to me.
Far across the fields [G#m] of cotton, [C#] my old homestead I [F#] could see, [B] as the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told my [B] saddest story, [F#] of the girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
[E] [F#]
[B]
[E] [F#]
[B] On one morning bright and clear, my [E] old homestead I drew near, [F#] just a village down in sunny [B] Tennessee.
Been speeding on the train that [E] would bring me back again, to [F#] the girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
I could hear her voices singing, [E] as she bid farewell [B] to me.
Far across the fields [G#m] of cotton, [C#] my old homestead I [F#] could see, as [B] the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told my [B] saddest story, of the [F#] girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
Now [E] [F#]
[B]
[E] [F#]
[B]
the train drew up at last, old [E] familiar scenes had passed, [F#] and I heard my mother at the [B] station door.
Kind friends had gathered round, [E] tears on every face I'd found, [F#] but I missed the one that I'd been waiting [B] for.
I could hear her voices singing, as [E] she bid [B] farewell to me.
Far across the fields [G#] of cotton, [C#] my old [F#] homestead I could see, [B] as the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told [B] my saddest story, of the [F#] girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
I just [F#]
whispered, Mother dear, [B] where is Mary, she's not here, all the [C#] world seemed dark and sadness [F#] came to me.
She [B] just pointed to that spot in [E] that little churchyard lot, [F#] where my sweetheart sleeps in sunny [B] Tennessee.
I could hear her voices singing, as [E] she bid [B] farewell to me.
Far across the fields [G#m] of cotton, [C#] my old homestead I [F#] could see, [B] as the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told my [B] saddest story, [F#] of the girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
Key:
B
F#
E
C#
G#m
B
F#
E
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ On one morning bright and clear, my [E] old homestead I drew near, [F#] just a village down in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ _ Been speeding on the train that [E] would bring me back again, to [F#] the girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ I could hear her voices singing, _ [E] as she bid farewell [B] to me. _ _
Far across the fields [G#m] of cotton, _ [C#] my old _ homestead I [F#] could see, as [B] the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told _ my [B] saddest story, of the [F#] girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ _ _ Now _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
the train drew up at last, old [E] familiar scenes had passed, [F#] and I heard my mother at the [B] station door.
Kind friends had gathered round, [E] tears on every face I'd found, [F#] but I missed the one that I'd been waiting [B] for.
I could hear her voices singing, as [E] she bid [B] farewell to me.
Far across the fields [G#] of cotton, [C#] my old _ [F#] homestead I could _ see, [B] as the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told [B] my saddest story, of the [F#] girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ I just [F#]
whispered, Mother dear, [B] where is Mary, she's not here, all the [C#] world seemed dark and sadness [F#] came to me.
She [B] just pointed to that spot in [E] that little churchyard lot, [F#] where my sweetheart sleeps in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ I could hear her voices singing, as [E] she bid [B] farewell to me.
Far across the fields [G#m] of cotton, _ [C#] my old _ homestead I [F#] could see, [B] as the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told my [B] saddest story, _ [F#] of the girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ On one morning bright and clear, my [E] old homestead I drew near, [F#] just a village down in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ _ Been speeding on the train that [E] would bring me back again, to [F#] the girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ I could hear her voices singing, _ [E] as she bid farewell [B] to me. _ _
Far across the fields [G#m] of cotton, _ [C#] my old _ homestead I [F#] could see, as [B] the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told _ my [B] saddest story, of the [F#] girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ _ _ Now _ [E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
the train drew up at last, old [E] familiar scenes had passed, [F#] and I heard my mother at the [B] station door.
Kind friends had gathered round, [E] tears on every face I'd found, [F#] but I missed the one that I'd been waiting [B] for.
I could hear her voices singing, as [E] she bid [B] farewell to me.
Far across the fields [G#] of cotton, [C#] my old _ [F#] homestead I could _ see, [B] as the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told [B] my saddest story, of the [F#] girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ I just [F#]
whispered, Mother dear, [B] where is Mary, she's not here, all the [C#] world seemed dark and sadness [F#] came to me.
She [B] just pointed to that spot in [E] that little churchyard lot, [F#] where my sweetheart sleeps in sunny [B] Tennessee.
_ I could hear her voices singing, as [E] she bid [B] farewell to me.
Far across the fields [G#m] of cotton, _ [C#] my old _ homestead I [F#] could see, [B] as the moon rose in its glory.
Then [E] I told my [B] saddest story, _ [F#] of the girl I left in sunny [B] Tennessee. _ _ _ _ _
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