Chords for Grandpa And Ramona Jones:Falling Leaves
Tempo:
146.75 bpm
Chords used:
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A
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A] [G] Okay.
[D] By [G]
the grave side of this near [C] forgotten man
On [D] this cold November morning here [G] I stand
thinkin' of the friend he lost, my [C] love of gold
This [D] old story through the years has [G] often told
Fallen leaves that lie scattered on the [C] ground
The [D] birds and flowers that were here now can't [G] be found
All his friends that he once had are [C] not around
They [D] are scattered like the leaves upon [G] the ground
Some folks drift along through life and [C] never thrill
To [D] the feelin' that a good deed [G] brings a thrill
It's too late and they are ready to [C] lie down
[D] There beneath the leaves that scattered on [G] the ground
[C]
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[D] [Am]
[D] [G]
Lord let my eyes see every need of every [C] man
Make [D] me stop and always lend a [G] helping hand
Then when I'm laid beneath that little [C] grassy mound
There'll be [D] more friends around than leaves [G] upon the ground
To your grave there's no use takin' any [C] toll
You cannot [D] use it when it's time for [G] hands to fold
When you leave this earth for a better home [C] someday
The [D] only thing you'll take is what you [G] gave away
Yeah
[D] By [G]
the grave side of this near [C] forgotten man
On [D] this cold November morning here [G] I stand
thinkin' of the friend he lost, my [C] love of gold
This [D] old story through the years has [G] often told
Fallen leaves that lie scattered on the [C] ground
The [D] birds and flowers that were here now can't [G] be found
All his friends that he once had are [C] not around
They [D] are scattered like the leaves upon [G] the ground
Some folks drift along through life and [C] never thrill
To [D] the feelin' that a good deed [G] brings a thrill
It's too late and they are ready to [C] lie down
[D] There beneath the leaves that scattered on [G] the ground
[C]
[D]
[G]
[C]
[D] [Am]
[D] [G]
Lord let my eyes see every need of every [C] man
Make [D] me stop and always lend a [G] helping hand
Then when I'm laid beneath that little [C] grassy mound
There'll be [D] more friends around than leaves [G] upon the ground
To your grave there's no use takin' any [C] toll
You cannot [D] use it when it's time for [G] hands to fold
When you leave this earth for a better home [C] someday
The [D] only thing you'll take is what you [G] gave away
Yeah
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[A] _ [G] Okay.
_ [D] _ _ By _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ the grave side of this near _ [C] forgotten man _ _
On [D] this cold November morning here [G] I stand _ _
_ thinkin' of the friend he lost, my [C] love of _ gold _ _
This [D] old story through the years has [G] often _ told _ _
_ Fallen _ leaves that lie scattered on the [C] _ ground _
The [D] birds and flowers that were here now can't [G] be _ found _ _
All his friends that he once had are [C] not around _ _ _
They [D] are scattered like the leaves upon [G] the ground _ _ _
Some folks drift along through life and [C] never thrill _ _ _
To [D] the feelin' that a good deed [G] brings a _ _ thrill _
It's too late and they are ready to [C] lie _ down _ _
_ [D] There beneath the leaves that scattered on [G] the ground _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
Lord let my eyes see every need of every [C] _ man _ _
Make [D] me stop and always lend a [G] helping hand _ _
Then when I'm laid beneath that little _ [C] grassy mound _ _ _
There'll be [D] more friends around than leaves [G] upon the ground _ _ _
To your grave there's no use takin' any [C] _ toll _
You cannot [D] _ use it when it's time for [G] hands to _ fold _
When you leave this earth for a better home [C] someday _ _ _ _
The [D] only thing you'll take _ is what you _ [G] gave away _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ By _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ the grave side of this near _ [C] forgotten man _ _
On [D] this cold November morning here [G] I stand _ _
_ thinkin' of the friend he lost, my [C] love of _ gold _ _
This [D] old story through the years has [G] often _ told _ _
_ Fallen _ leaves that lie scattered on the [C] _ ground _
The [D] birds and flowers that were here now can't [G] be _ found _ _
All his friends that he once had are [C] not around _ _ _
They [D] are scattered like the leaves upon [G] the ground _ _ _
Some folks drift along through life and [C] never thrill _ _ _
To [D] the feelin' that a good deed [G] brings a _ _ thrill _
It's too late and they are ready to [C] lie _ down _ _
_ [D] There beneath the leaves that scattered on [G] the ground _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _
[D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
Lord let my eyes see every need of every [C] _ man _ _
Make [D] me stop and always lend a [G] helping hand _ _
Then when I'm laid beneath that little _ [C] grassy mound _ _ _
There'll be [D] more friends around than leaves [G] upon the ground _ _ _
To your grave there's no use takin' any [C] _ toll _
You cannot [D] _ use it when it's time for [G] hands to _ fold _
When you leave this earth for a better home [C] someday _ _ _ _
The [D] only thing you'll take _ is what you _ [G] gave away _ _ _ _ _ _
Yeah _ _ _ _ _ _ _