Chords for Old log cabin for sale
Tempo:
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Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D] Oh, strolling [G] along in the [D]
country, And [A] reviewing streets new [D] and old, How the kindness [G] of the flesh in [D]
love's cabin [A] So few people there could [D] behold.
The [G] stranger was standing [D] in silence, [A] And his eyes were on the [D] door, Though the heart he [G] did not [D] see him, [A] For these were the words [D] that he wrote.
I've a sign [G] in red, [D] And oh, what cabin for sale, [A] And in old, old, Kentucky, [D] then, well.
He [G] turns to speak, And the [D] log on fire, And [A] the light burning bright, [D] in the dell.
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Well, welcome, [G] I'm red on [D] the floor, And [A] in old Britain, all God [D] and order, And [G] oh, the names of the [D] hands that made me, [A] I'm ready to pray every day [D] and so.
There's an [G] old log there, where [D] she lay, [A] For wond'ring, she [D] had to, Though now he [G] was standing [D] in silence, [A] Too late, too late, [D] he returns.
I've a sign [G] in red, [D] And oh, what cabin for sale, [A] And in old, old, Kentucky, [D] then, well.
He turns [G] to speak, [D] And the log on fire, And [A] the light burning bright, [D] in the dell.
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[G] Many years, and all couples of [D] ancient lails, [A] Parted by the black-rotted [D] gales, The old rocking [G] chair, [D] will be rocking no more, [A] There's an old log cabin [D] for sale.
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country, And [A] reviewing streets new [D] and old, How the kindness [G] of the flesh in [D]
love's cabin [A] So few people there could [D] behold.
The [G] stranger was standing [D] in silence, [A] And his eyes were on the [D] door, Though the heart he [G] did not [D] see him, [A] For these were the words [D] that he wrote.
I've a sign [G] in red, [D] And oh, what cabin for sale, [A] And in old, old, Kentucky, [D] then, well.
He [G] turns to speak, And the [D] log on fire, And [A] the light burning bright, [D] in the dell.
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Well, welcome, [G] I'm red on [D] the floor, And [A] in old Britain, all God [D] and order, And [G] oh, the names of the [D] hands that made me, [A] I'm ready to pray every day [D] and so.
There's an [G] old log there, where [D] she lay, [A] For wond'ring, she [D] had to, Though now he [G] was standing [D] in silence, [A] Too late, too late, [D] he returns.
I've a sign [G] in red, [D] And oh, what cabin for sale, [A] And in old, old, Kentucky, [D] then, well.
He turns [G] to speak, [D] And the log on fire, And [A] the light burning bright, [D] in the dell.
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[G] Many years, and all couples of [D] ancient lails, [A] Parted by the black-rotted [D] gales, The old rocking [G] chair, [D] will be rocking no more, [A] There's an old log cabin [D] for sale.
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[D] _ _ Oh, _ strolling [G] along in the [D] _ _
country, And [A] reviewing _ streets new [D] and old, _ _ _ How the kindness [G] of the flesh in [D] _ _
love's cabin _ [A] So few people there could [D] behold.
_ _ The [G] stranger was standing [D] in _ _ silence, [A] And his eyes were on the _ _ [D] door, _ _ _ Though the heart he [G] did not _ [D] see _ him, [A] For these were the words [D] that he wrote.
_ _ I've a sign [G] in red, [D] And oh, what cabin for sale, [A] And in old, old, Kentucky, [D] then, well.
_ _ He _ [G] turns to speak, And the [D] log on fire, And [A] the light burning bright, [D] in the dell. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Well, welcome, [G] I'm red on [D] the floor, And [A] in old Britain, all God [D] and order, _ _ _ And [G] oh, the names of the [D] hands that _ made me, [A] I'm ready to pray every day [D] and so. _
_ _ _ There's an [G] old log there, where [D] she _ lay, _ [A] For wond'ring, she [D] had to, _ _ _ Though now he [G] was standing [D] in _ _ silence, [A] Too late, too late, [D] he returns.
_ _ I've a sign [G] in red, [D] And oh, what cabin for sale, [A] And in old, old, Kentucky, [D] then, well.
_ _ He turns [G] to speak, [D] And the log on fire, And [A] the light burning bright, [D] in the dell. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [G] Many years, and all couples of [D] ancient _ lails, [A] Parted by the black-rotted [D] gales, _ _ _ The old rocking [G] chair, [D] will be rocking no more, [A] There's an old log cabin [D] for sale.
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country, And [A] reviewing _ streets new [D] and old, _ _ _ How the kindness [G] of the flesh in [D] _ _
love's cabin _ [A] So few people there could [D] behold.
_ _ The [G] stranger was standing [D] in _ _ silence, [A] And his eyes were on the _ _ [D] door, _ _ _ Though the heart he [G] did not _ [D] see _ him, [A] For these were the words [D] that he wrote.
_ _ I've a sign [G] in red, [D] And oh, what cabin for sale, [A] And in old, old, Kentucky, [D] then, well.
_ _ He _ [G] turns to speak, And the [D] log on fire, And [A] the light burning bright, [D] in the dell. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ Well, welcome, [G] I'm red on [D] the floor, And [A] in old Britain, all God [D] and order, _ _ _ And [G] oh, the names of the [D] hands that _ made me, [A] I'm ready to pray every day [D] and so. _
_ _ _ There's an [G] old log there, where [D] she _ lay, _ [A] For wond'ring, she [D] had to, _ _ _ Though now he [G] was standing [D] in _ _ silence, [A] Too late, too late, [D] he returns.
_ _ I've a sign [G] in red, [D] And oh, what cabin for sale, [A] And in old, old, Kentucky, [D] then, well.
_ _ He turns [G] to speak, [D] And the log on fire, And [A] the light burning bright, [D] in the dell. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [G] Many years, and all couples of [D] ancient _ lails, [A] Parted by the black-rotted [D] gales, _ _ _ The old rocking [G] chair, [D] will be rocking no more, [A] There's an old log cabin [D] for sale.
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