Chords for Neil Diamond Talks About "Cracklin' Rosie" Then Plays It (Live 1971)
Tempo:
135.15 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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We were in Canada touring through Canada and winter is a very bad time to go touring through Canada
God, I don't know how those people live.
And we were in central, north central Canada and we did a show there and when [C] the show was finished
worked for one of the newspapers up there.
and when we finished [G] doing her interview I asked her a few questions
where she was from and what life was like and that kind of thing.
were medical missionaries and they went from between the [F#] Indian reservations
Canada, some of which are just enormous, thousands and thousands of square miles.
God, I don't know how those people live.
And we were in central, north central Canada and we did a show there and when [C] the show was finished
worked for one of the newspapers up there.
and when we finished [G] doing her interview I asked her a few questions
where she was from and what life was like and that kind of thing.
were medical missionaries and they went from between the [F#] Indian reservations
Canada, some of which are just enormous, thousands and thousands of square miles.
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We were in Canada touring through _ _ Canada _ and winter is a very bad time to go touring through Canada
because it's freezing there.
God, I don't know how those people live.
But it's really cold.
And _ we were in central, _ north central Canada and we did a show there and when [C] the show was finished
I did an interview with someone who worked for one of the newspapers up there.
And we spoke for a while and when we finished [G] doing her interview I asked her a few questions
about _ where she was from and what life was like and that kind of thing.
And it seems that her parents were medical missionaries and they went from _ between the [F#] Indian reservations
in northern Canada, some of which are just enormous, thousands and thousands of square miles.
_ And they were doctors and there were a lot of folk stories that go around.
And she told me one of them and it stuck in my mind and I decided to write a song about it.
It seems that on one of the reservations there are more men than there are women.
_ _ _ _ And come the weekends or holidays or any time men and women would get together _
_ _ _ there would be some men who were just out of luck.
I mean, there just weren't enough girls to go around. _ _
_ _ _ _ And so these poor chaps would have to rush down to the local general store
and get themselves a large bottle [C#] of a very cheap wine called Crackling Rose wine.
_ And _ the story goes that that wine becomes their woman for the weekend.
And they call their woman Crackling Rosie and we're going to do it for you now. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [D#m] _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ Hey, [C#] Crackling Rosie, get on board.
_ _ _ We're going to ride till there ain't no more to go.
Taking it slow, _ _ _ _ Lord, don't you know?
_ [D#m] Have me a time with a [G#] poor man's lady, [C#] hitching on a twilight train.
_ _ Ain't nothing here that I care how to take [F#] along.
Maybe a song, _ _ _ _ sing what I want.
_ [D#m] Don't need to say please to [G#] no man for I'll have [C#] me to. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, [F#] my [G#] _ [C#] child, you got.
_ Oh, [F#] _ [G#] my [C#] child, _ you got.
_ [G#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [D#m] Crackling Rose, your store for a woman.
You make the same like a guitar humming.
Hang on to me, girl.
My son keeps [G#] running. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Now, now, _ now, now, [D] my baby.
Crackling Rosie, make me a smile.
_ _ Gotta last for an hour.
Well, that's all [G] right.
We got all night. _ _ _
Said the world right.
_ _ [Em] Find us a dream that [A] don't ask no question. [D] I.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Don't you [G] don't _ don't _ _ _ _ _ you don't know.
_ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [A] I.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
because it's freezing there.
God, I don't know how those people live.
But it's really cold.
And _ we were in central, _ north central Canada and we did a show there and when [C] the show was finished
I did an interview with someone who worked for one of the newspapers up there.
And we spoke for a while and when we finished [G] doing her interview I asked her a few questions
about _ where she was from and what life was like and that kind of thing.
And it seems that her parents were medical missionaries and they went from _ between the [F#] Indian reservations
in northern Canada, some of which are just enormous, thousands and thousands of square miles.
_ And they were doctors and there were a lot of folk stories that go around.
And she told me one of them and it stuck in my mind and I decided to write a song about it.
It seems that on one of the reservations there are more men than there are women.
_ _ _ _ And come the weekends or holidays or any time men and women would get together _
_ _ _ there would be some men who were just out of luck.
I mean, there just weren't enough girls to go around. _ _
_ _ _ _ And so these poor chaps would have to rush down to the local general store
and get themselves a large bottle [C#] of a very cheap wine called Crackling Rose wine.
_ And _ the story goes that that wine becomes their woman for the weekend.
And they call their woman Crackling Rosie and we're going to do it for you now. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [D#m] _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ Hey, [C#] Crackling Rosie, get on board.
_ _ _ We're going to ride till there ain't no more to go.
Taking it slow, _ _ _ _ Lord, don't you know?
_ [D#m] Have me a time with a [G#] poor man's lady, [C#] hitching on a twilight train.
_ _ Ain't nothing here that I care how to take [F#] along.
Maybe a song, _ _ _ _ sing what I want.
_ [D#m] Don't need to say please to [G#] no man for I'll have [C#] me to. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, [F#] my [G#] _ [C#] child, you got.
_ Oh, [F#] _ [G#] my [C#] child, _ you got.
_ [G#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _
_ _ [D#m] Crackling Rose, your store for a woman.
You make the same like a guitar humming.
Hang on to me, girl.
My son keeps [G#] running. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Now, now, _ now, now, [D] my baby.
Crackling Rosie, make me a smile.
_ _ Gotta last for an hour.
Well, that's all [G] right.
We got all night. _ _ _
Said the world right.
_ _ [Em] Find us a dream that [A] don't ask no question. [D] I.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Don't you [G] don't _ don't _ _ _ _ _ you don't know.
_ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [A] I.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _