Pretty Green Hills Chords by Dave Evans
Tempo:
81.5 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Pretty green hill, pretty [C] green hill, he said take me into them pretty green hills.
He stood at the [F] crossroads where his [C] bus had left him, a battered old suitcase [F] set there by [C] his side.
I saw in the distance a rainstorm was brewing, pulled off the highway [F] to give him [C] a ride.
I got out to help him climb into my pickup, [G] [C]
covered his suitcase [F] with a tarp [C] in the back.
He huffed and he puffed [F] as he got himself [C] settled.
He said I got old and I'm down in my bath.
His beard was all white, [F] his face was [C] all wrinkled.
He said I was born here and then he grew few.
I asked him how far [F] he was planning [C] on going.
He said take me into [F] them pretty green [G] hills.
[C] Pretty green hill, pretty green hill, he said take me [F] into them pretty [C] green hills.
He smiled as he sat there, [F] stared out at the window.
[G]
[C] Now the corn was knee high and the fields were all green.
He never said much [F] cause his face told [C] the story.
I left him alone there with his own private [G] dream.
[C] I kept on [F] driving and he [C] kept on smiling.
We drove up through [F] the hills of [C] his youth.
I asked him if he had some kinfolk around there.
He said I don't think [F] so to tell you [C] the truth.
Long about dark [F] I was needing [C] a rest stop.
I stopped at a store getting ready to close.
I started to ask [F] if he [C] needed something.
He was asleep so I just let him go.
I filled up my truck, [F]
I found [C] I was hungry.
I bought some bologna and cold drinks and bread.
Went back to my truck [F] and I shook the [Cm] old stranger.
[C]
Fastened his skirt, [F] the old man [C] was dead.
I called for the sheriff and they took him somewhere.
I had to keep rolling, [F] we all had [C] our bill.
A couple weeks later, someone told me.
[N]
He stood at the [F] crossroads where his [C] bus had left him, a battered old suitcase [F] set there by [C] his side.
I saw in the distance a rainstorm was brewing, pulled off the highway [F] to give him [C] a ride.
I got out to help him climb into my pickup, [G] [C]
covered his suitcase [F] with a tarp [C] in the back.
He huffed and he puffed [F] as he got himself [C] settled.
He said I got old and I'm down in my bath.
His beard was all white, [F] his face was [C] all wrinkled.
He said I was born here and then he grew few.
I asked him how far [F] he was planning [C] on going.
He said take me into [F] them pretty green [G] hills.
[C] Pretty green hill, pretty green hill, he said take me [F] into them pretty [C] green hills.
He smiled as he sat there, [F] stared out at the window.
[G]
[C] Now the corn was knee high and the fields were all green.
He never said much [F] cause his face told [C] the story.
I left him alone there with his own private [G] dream.
[C] I kept on [F] driving and he [C] kept on smiling.
We drove up through [F] the hills of [C] his youth.
I asked him if he had some kinfolk around there.
He said I don't think [F] so to tell you [C] the truth.
Long about dark [F] I was needing [C] a rest stop.
I stopped at a store getting ready to close.
I started to ask [F] if he [C] needed something.
He was asleep so I just let him go.
I filled up my truck, [F]
I found [C] I was hungry.
I bought some bologna and cold drinks and bread.
Went back to my truck [F] and I shook the [Cm] old stranger.
[C]
Fastened his skirt, [F] the old man [C] was dead.
I called for the sheriff and they took him somewhere.
I had to keep rolling, [F] we all had [C] our bill.
A couple weeks later, someone told me.
[N]
Key:
C
F
G
Cm
C
F
G
Cm
_ Pretty green _ _ hill, pretty [C] green hill, _ _ he said take me into them pretty green hills. _ _ _
He stood at the [F] crossroads where his [C] bus had left him, _ _ a battered old suitcase [F] set there by [C] his side.
_ _ I saw in the distance a rainstorm was brewing, _ _ _ pulled off the highway [F] to give him [C] a ride.
_ I got out to help him climb into my pickup, [G] _ _ [C] _
covered his suitcase [F] with a tarp [C] in the back. _ _
He huffed and he puffed [F] as he got himself [C] settled. _
_ He said I got old and I'm down in my bath.
_ _ His beard was all white, [F] his face was [C] all wrinkled.
_ _ He said I was born here and then he grew few.
_ _ I asked him how far [F] he was planning [C] on going. _
He said take me into [F] them pretty green [G] hills.
_ [C] _ Pretty green hill, _ _ pretty green hill, _ _ he said take me [F] into them pretty [C] green hills. _
He smiled as he sat there, [F] stared out at the window.
[G] _
_ [C] Now the corn was knee high and the fields were all green.
He never said much [F] cause his face told [C] the story.
_ _ I left him alone there with his own private [G] dream.
_ [C] I kept on [F] driving and he [C] kept on smiling. _ _
We drove up through [F] the hills of [C] his youth.
_ I asked him if he had some kinfolk around there.
_ He said I don't think [F] so to tell you [C] the truth.
_ _ _ Long about dark [F] I was needing [C] a rest stop. _ _
I stopped at a store getting ready to close. _ _
I started to ask [F] if he [C] needed something. _
_ _ He was asleep so I just let him go.
_ _ I filled up my truck, [F]
I found [C] I was hungry.
_ _ I bought some bologna and cold drinks and bread.
_ _ Went back to my truck [F] and I shook the [Cm] old stranger.
_ [C] _
_ Fastened his skirt, [F] the old man [C] was dead. _
_ I called for the sheriff and they took him somewhere.
_ _ I had to keep rolling, [F] we all had [C] our bill.
A _ couple weeks later, someone told me.
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He stood at the [F] crossroads where his [C] bus had left him, _ _ a battered old suitcase [F] set there by [C] his side.
_ _ I saw in the distance a rainstorm was brewing, _ _ _ pulled off the highway [F] to give him [C] a ride.
_ I got out to help him climb into my pickup, [G] _ _ [C] _
covered his suitcase [F] with a tarp [C] in the back. _ _
He huffed and he puffed [F] as he got himself [C] settled. _
_ He said I got old and I'm down in my bath.
_ _ His beard was all white, [F] his face was [C] all wrinkled.
_ _ He said I was born here and then he grew few.
_ _ I asked him how far [F] he was planning [C] on going. _
He said take me into [F] them pretty green [G] hills.
_ [C] _ Pretty green hill, _ _ pretty green hill, _ _ he said take me [F] into them pretty [C] green hills. _
He smiled as he sat there, [F] stared out at the window.
[G] _
_ [C] Now the corn was knee high and the fields were all green.
He never said much [F] cause his face told [C] the story.
_ _ I left him alone there with his own private [G] dream.
_ [C] I kept on [F] driving and he [C] kept on smiling. _ _
We drove up through [F] the hills of [C] his youth.
_ I asked him if he had some kinfolk around there.
_ He said I don't think [F] so to tell you [C] the truth.
_ _ _ Long about dark [F] I was needing [C] a rest stop. _ _
I stopped at a store getting ready to close. _ _
I started to ask [F] if he [C] needed something. _
_ _ He was asleep so I just let him go.
_ _ I filled up my truck, [F]
I found [C] I was hungry.
_ _ I bought some bologna and cold drinks and bread.
_ _ Went back to my truck [F] and I shook the [Cm] old stranger.
_ [C] _
_ Fastened his skirt, [F] the old man [C] was dead. _
_ I called for the sheriff and they took him somewhere.
_ _ I had to keep rolling, [F] we all had [C] our bill.
A _ couple weeks later, someone told me.
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