Chords for Lonnie Donegan - "The Grand Coulee Dam" - "live" - '57
Tempo:
115.4 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Eb
Db
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ab] Now the world holds seven wonders, that [Db] the travellers always tell,
I guess you [Ab] know them well,
[Db] is in Uncle Sam's fair land,
and the [Ab] big Grand Coulee Dam,
where the [Db] rippling waters glide,
for to meet that [Ab] salty tide,
[Db] where the sun sinks in the west,
in the land I [Ab] love the best,
I guess you [Ab] know them well,
[Db] is in Uncle Sam's fair land,
and the [Ab] big Grand Coulee Dam,
where the [Db] rippling waters glide,
for to meet that [Ab] salty tide,
[Db] where the sun sinks in the west,
in the land I [Ab] love the best,
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[Ab] _ _ _ Now the world holds seven wonders, that [Db] the travellers always tell,
[Eb] Some gardens and some towers, I guess you [Ab] know them well,
But now the greatest wonder [Db] is in Uncle Sam's fair land,
[Eb] It's the big Columbia River and the [Ab] big Grand Coulee Dam,
She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the [Db] rippling waters glide,
[Eb] Comes a-roaring down the canyon, for to meet that [Ab] salty tide,
Of the big Pacific Ocean [Db] where the sun sinks in the west,
[Eb] In the big Grand Coulee country, in the land I [Ab] love the best,
In the mystic crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray,
[Eb] Manifold, pounding waters, and meadow [Ab] water grey,
Why she tore their bones to splendour, but she gave men dreams to dream,
[Eb] Of the day the Coulee Dam would cross that wild and [Ab] wasted stream,
Now Uncle Sam took up the challenge, [Db] in the year of thirty-three,
[Eb] For the farmer and the factory, and all of [Ab] you and me,
He said, roll along Columbia, you can roll down to the sea,
[Eb] But river, why you're rambling, you can do [Ab] some work for me,
In the mystic crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray,
[Eb] Manifold, pounding waters, and [Ab] meadow water grey,
Why she tore their bones to splendour, but she gave men dreams to dream,
[Eb] Of the day the Coulee Dam would cross that wild [Ab] and wasted stream,
Now in Washington and Oregon, you can hear the factories hum,
[Eb] Making chrome and making manganese and white [Ab] aluminum,
Now on the flying fortress for [Db] the fight for Uncle Sam,
[Eb] Along the corner of Columbia, by the big grand [Ab] Coulee Dam,
In the mystic crystal glitter of that wild and [Db] windward spray,
[Eb] Manifold, pounding waters, and [Ab] meadow water grey,
Why she tore their bones to splendour, but she gave [Db] men dreams to dream,
[Eb] Of the day the Coulee Dam would cross that wild and [Ab] wasted stream,
Now the world hopes heaven wonders, [Db] the travellers always tell,
[Eb] Some gardens and some towers, why I guess you [Ab] know them well,
But now the greatest wonder is in Uncle [Db] Sam's fair land,
[Eb] In the big Columbia River, _ in the big [Abm] grand Coulee Dam. _
[Eb] Some gardens and some towers, I guess you [Ab] know them well,
But now the greatest wonder [Db] is in Uncle Sam's fair land,
[Eb] It's the big Columbia River and the [Ab] big Grand Coulee Dam,
She heads up the Canadian Rockies where the [Db] rippling waters glide,
[Eb] Comes a-roaring down the canyon, for to meet that [Ab] salty tide,
Of the big Pacific Ocean [Db] where the sun sinks in the west,
[Eb] In the big Grand Coulee country, in the land I [Ab] love the best,
In the mystic crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray,
[Eb] Manifold, pounding waters, and meadow [Ab] water grey,
Why she tore their bones to splendour, but she gave men dreams to dream,
[Eb] Of the day the Coulee Dam would cross that wild and [Ab] wasted stream,
Now Uncle Sam took up the challenge, [Db] in the year of thirty-three,
[Eb] For the farmer and the factory, and all of [Ab] you and me,
He said, roll along Columbia, you can roll down to the sea,
[Eb] But river, why you're rambling, you can do [Ab] some work for me,
In the mystic crystal glitter of that wild and windward spray,
[Eb] Manifold, pounding waters, and [Ab] meadow water grey,
Why she tore their bones to splendour, but she gave men dreams to dream,
[Eb] Of the day the Coulee Dam would cross that wild [Ab] and wasted stream,
Now in Washington and Oregon, you can hear the factories hum,
[Eb] Making chrome and making manganese and white [Ab] aluminum,
Now on the flying fortress for [Db] the fight for Uncle Sam,
[Eb] Along the corner of Columbia, by the big grand [Ab] Coulee Dam,
In the mystic crystal glitter of that wild and [Db] windward spray,
[Eb] Manifold, pounding waters, and [Ab] meadow water grey,
Why she tore their bones to splendour, but she gave [Db] men dreams to dream,
[Eb] Of the day the Coulee Dam would cross that wild and [Ab] wasted stream,
Now the world hopes heaven wonders, [Db] the travellers always tell,
[Eb] Some gardens and some towers, why I guess you [Ab] know them well,
But now the greatest wonder is in Uncle [Db] Sam's fair land,
[Eb] In the big Columbia River, _ in the big [Abm] grand Coulee Dam. _
