Love Of The Mountains Chords by Larry Sparks
Tempo:
109.95 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
F
Gm
Ebm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb] [Bb]
Two trees [Eb] on the [Bb] hillside of the mountain, always [Eb] looking up toward [Bb] the sky, reminds
me of [Eb] my papa and [Bb] my mama, who lived [Eb] there eighty years [Bb] before they died.
Now a bright
[Eb] moon is shining [Bb] in the valley, and old [F] wagon [Eb] leans against a [Bb] stack of hay.
I'm a-walkin'
through [Eb] graves on the hillside by [Bb] a cabin, [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
[Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb]
[Bb]
The
burnin' [Eb] of the greenwood [Bb] on the fireplace, [F] the fallin' [Eb] snow around the redwood [Bb] trees,
the branches [Eb] of the [Ebm] lark [Gm] by the creek bed, and [Eb] the ripplin' waters of [Bb] the little stream.
Now a bright [Eb] moon is shining in [Bb] the valley, and [F] old [Eb] wagon leans against a stack [Bb] of hay.
I'm a-walkin' through graves on the hillside by a cabin, [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
[Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb] [Gm]
[F] [Eb] [Bb]
Papa used [Eb] to talk about [Bb] the young days, when he and his wife would go to the fields, and
Mama [Eb] first [Bb] settled there.
He spoke [Eb] about the love [Bb] of the mountains, that he and [Eb] Mama
shared [Bb] together there.
Now a bright [Eb] moon is shining in [Bb] the valley, and [Cm] old wagon leans against [Bb] a stack of hay.
Two graves [Eb] on the hillside [Bb] by a cabin, [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
[F] [Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb] [Bb]
Two trees [Eb] on the [Bb] hillside of the mountain, always [Eb] looking up toward [Bb] the sky, reminds
me of [Eb] my papa and [Bb] my mama, who lived [Eb] there eighty years [Bb] before they died.
Now a bright
[Eb] moon is shining [Bb] in the valley, and old [F] wagon [Eb] leans against a [Bb] stack of hay.
I'm a-walkin'
through [Eb] graves on the hillside by [Bb] a cabin, [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
[Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb]
[Bb]
The
burnin' [Eb] of the greenwood [Bb] on the fireplace, [F] the fallin' [Eb] snow around the redwood [Bb] trees,
the branches [Eb] of the [Ebm] lark [Gm] by the creek bed, and [Eb] the ripplin' waters of [Bb] the little stream.
Now a bright [Eb] moon is shining in [Bb] the valley, and [F] old [Eb] wagon leans against a stack [Bb] of hay.
I'm a-walkin' through graves on the hillside by a cabin, [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
[Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb] [Gm]
[F] [Eb] [Bb]
Papa used [Eb] to talk about [Bb] the young days, when he and his wife would go to the fields, and
Mama [Eb] first [Bb] settled there.
He spoke [Eb] about the love [Bb] of the mountains, that he and [Eb] Mama
shared [Bb] together there.
Now a bright [Eb] moon is shining in [Bb] the valley, and [Cm] old wagon leans against [Bb] a stack of hay.
Two graves [Eb] on the hillside [Bb] by a cabin, [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
Key:
Bb
Eb
F
Gm
Ebm
Bb
Eb
F
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Two trees [Eb] on the [Bb] hillside of the mountain, _ _ always [Eb] looking up toward [Bb] the sky, _ reminds
me of [Eb] my papa and [Bb] my mama, _ _ who lived [Eb] there eighty years [Bb] before they died. _ _
_ Now a bright
[Eb] moon is shining [Bb] in the valley, _ and old [F] wagon [Eb] leans against a [Bb] stack of hay.
I'm a-walkin'
through [Eb] graves on the hillside by [Bb] a cabin, _ [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The
burnin' [Eb] of the greenwood [Bb] on the fireplace, _ [F] the fallin' [Eb] snow around the redwood [Bb] trees,
the branches [Eb] of the [Ebm] lark [Gm] by the creek bed, and [Eb] the ripplin' waters of [Bb] the little stream. _ _
_ Now a bright [Eb] moon is shining in [Bb] the valley, and [F] old [Eb] wagon leans against a stack [Bb] of hay.
_ _ I'm a-walkin' through graves on the hillside by a cabin, _ [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
Papa _ _ _ _ _ _ used [Eb] to talk about [Bb] the young days, _ when he and his wife would go to the fields, and
Mama [Eb] first [Bb] settled there.
He spoke [Eb] about the love [Bb] of the mountains, _ that he and [Eb] Mama
shared [Bb] together there. _ _
_ Now a bright [Eb] moon is shining in [Bb] the valley, _ and [Cm] old wagon leans against [Bb] a stack of hay.
_ Two graves [Eb] on the hillside [Bb] by a cabin, _ [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Two trees [Eb] on the [Bb] hillside of the mountain, _ _ always [Eb] looking up toward [Bb] the sky, _ reminds
me of [Eb] my papa and [Bb] my mama, _ _ who lived [Eb] there eighty years [Bb] before they died. _ _
_ Now a bright
[Eb] moon is shining [Bb] in the valley, _ and old [F] wagon [Eb] leans against a [Bb] stack of hay.
I'm a-walkin'
through [Eb] graves on the hillside by [Bb] a cabin, _ [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The
burnin' [Eb] of the greenwood [Bb] on the fireplace, _ [F] the fallin' [Eb] snow around the redwood [Bb] trees,
the branches [Eb] of the [Ebm] lark [Gm] by the creek bed, and [Eb] the ripplin' waters of [Bb] the little stream. _ _
_ Now a bright [Eb] moon is shining in [Bb] the valley, and [F] old [Eb] wagon leans against a stack [Bb] of hay.
_ _ I'm a-walkin' through graves on the hillside by a cabin, _ [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today.
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _
Papa _ _ _ _ _ _ used [Eb] to talk about [Bb] the young days, _ when he and his wife would go to the fields, and
Mama [Eb] first [Bb] settled there.
He spoke [Eb] about the love [Bb] of the mountains, _ that he and [Eb] Mama
shared [Bb] together there. _ _
_ Now a bright [Eb] moon is shining in [Bb] the valley, _ and [Cm] old wagon leans against [Bb] a stack of hay.
_ Two graves [Eb] on the hillside [Bb] by a cabin, _ [F] my [Eb] mom and dad are restin' [Bb] back today. _ _ _ _ _ _ _