Chords for U. Utah Phillips - Miner's Lullaby
Tempo:
150 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Eb
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[N]
Well now there are some stories that just demand to be turned into songs and this is one of them
[B] I was roaming around Park City, Utah
[Bb] Well, that's long before the area redevelopment when they put in the [Eb] ski resort
So it was just a dying old mining town Silver King coalition was the only mind [F] operating then I
[G]
Went up there to the town dump
It was up there at the end of town [F] before you go up guardsman's [E] pass to go over down into the [F] homestead I
Paw through that stuff looking for old bottles or whatever I could find
[Eb] One of the things I found was a small tin [Bb] with a belt clip
[Ab] Well, I took it around to the bars in [B] town to the Alamo to the mustache [E] and and nobody knew what it was
[Eb] I went down to old Ken Webb who ran [D] the photo store and a kind of a [F] local historian
I said Ken what is this?
He said well, that's a that's a morphine tin.
I said it's a morphine tin
He said yeah a lot of [Bb] these miners
They didn't want to get [Abm] trapped by [G] a fire or by a flood or injured in a cave-in with [Abm] no chance of being rescued
So some of them would take [E] morphine with them into the mine so that they could [D] leave in a in a painless manner
[E]
And I said well, why didn't they tell me up the street?
Those are [B] miners.
He said well
See a lot of these old miners these immigrant miners that [Abm] came in here.
They were Catholic.
They came from Catholic countries and
[F] That's a mortal sin to kill [D] yourself.
So
[B] You probably shouldn't even you probably [E] shouldn't even tell that story anywhere
[Ab] Well, I left town
The story haunted me for [Abm] quite a while
I never did have [A] a tune for it
But it's one of those that I passed [D] along to Kate and Jody and yeah, they made a beautiful tune for it
[N]
[Bb]
[F] [Eb]
[Bb]
Once long [F] ago he [Eb] was handsome and tall
[Bb] And fit to be called to [F] the war
[Bb] We left [F] our village
[Eb]
family and all
To never [Bb] return anymore
Now he takes his coat [Eb] his bucket and lamp [Bb] and whistles
away to the [F] cave
[Bb] Where men young [F] and old from [Eb] all over the camp
[Bb]
gather [F] in search [Bb] of away
Husband [F] sleep lay [Eb] your head back and dream [Bb] a slow falling [F] leaf
Falling down to the stream [Eb] then carried away on [Bb] the wings and more feet
Homeward [F] far over [Bb] the sea
My husband [F] and I [Eb] are Roman in faith
[Bb] And we have a secret to keep
If [Eb] ever [F] his life
Is [Eb] taken away
Then [Bb]
gentle and long will he sleep
Now some men pass [Eb] with family around
[Bb] And linens and blankets [F] so clean
But [Bb] seldom a [F] minor [Eb] goes underground
[Bb]
without his tin of morphine
Husband sleep [F] lay [Eb] your head back and dream
a [Bb] slow falling leaf
Falling [F] down to the stream then carried [Eb] away on the wings [Bb] and more feet
Homeward far [F] over [Bb] the sea
[F] [Eb]
[Bb]
[Eb] [F]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb]
[F] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb]
And now there is [F] word [Eb] an explosion is heard
The [Bb] miners are trapped far [F] below
[Bb] If any [F] survive
[Eb] Down there alive.
I'm certain [F] we never will [Bb] know
All
Families the [Eb] vainly appeal no [Bb] rescue
can [F] be seen
[Bb] Our
For [F] loved [Eb] ones in the darker
Seals now [Bb] lives in a tin of morphine
Husband sleep lay [Eb] your head back and dream a [Bb] slow falling leaf
[F] Falling down to the stream then [Eb] carried away
on [Bb] the wings and more feet
[F] Homeward far over the [Bb] sea
Homeward far [F] over the sea
Well now there are some stories that just demand to be turned into songs and this is one of them
[B] I was roaming around Park City, Utah
[Bb] Well, that's long before the area redevelopment when they put in the [Eb] ski resort
So it was just a dying old mining town Silver King coalition was the only mind [F] operating then I
[G]
Went up there to the town dump
It was up there at the end of town [F] before you go up guardsman's [E] pass to go over down into the [F] homestead I
Paw through that stuff looking for old bottles or whatever I could find
[Eb] One of the things I found was a small tin [Bb] with a belt clip
[Ab] Well, I took it around to the bars in [B] town to the Alamo to the mustache [E] and and nobody knew what it was
[Eb] I went down to old Ken Webb who ran [D] the photo store and a kind of a [F] local historian
I said Ken what is this?
He said well, that's a that's a morphine tin.
I said it's a morphine tin
He said yeah a lot of [Bb] these miners
They didn't want to get [Abm] trapped by [G] a fire or by a flood or injured in a cave-in with [Abm] no chance of being rescued
So some of them would take [E] morphine with them into the mine so that they could [D] leave in a in a painless manner
[E]
And I said well, why didn't they tell me up the street?
Those are [B] miners.
He said well
See a lot of these old miners these immigrant miners that [Abm] came in here.
They were Catholic.
They came from Catholic countries and
[F] That's a mortal sin to kill [D] yourself.
So
[B] You probably shouldn't even you probably [E] shouldn't even tell that story anywhere
[Ab] Well, I left town
The story haunted me for [Abm] quite a while
I never did have [A] a tune for it
But it's one of those that I passed [D] along to Kate and Jody and yeah, they made a beautiful tune for it
[N]
[Bb]
[F] [Eb]
[Bb]
Once long [F] ago he [Eb] was handsome and tall
[Bb] And fit to be called to [F] the war
[Bb] We left [F] our village
[Eb]
family and all
To never [Bb] return anymore
Now he takes his coat [Eb] his bucket and lamp [Bb] and whistles
away to the [F] cave
[Bb] Where men young [F] and old from [Eb] all over the camp
[Bb]
gather [F] in search [Bb] of away
Husband [F] sleep lay [Eb] your head back and dream [Bb] a slow falling [F] leaf
Falling down to the stream [Eb] then carried away on [Bb] the wings and more feet
Homeward [F] far over [Bb] the sea
My husband [F] and I [Eb] are Roman in faith
[Bb] And we have a secret to keep
If [Eb] ever [F] his life
Is [Eb] taken away
Then [Bb]
gentle and long will he sleep
Now some men pass [Eb] with family around
[Bb] And linens and blankets [F] so clean
But [Bb] seldom a [F] minor [Eb] goes underground
[Bb]
without his tin of morphine
Husband sleep [F] lay [Eb] your head back and dream
a [Bb] slow falling leaf
Falling [F] down to the stream then carried [Eb] away on the wings [Bb] and more feet
Homeward far [F] over [Bb] the sea
[F] [Eb]
[Bb]
[Eb] [F]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb]
[F] [Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb]
And now there is [F] word [Eb] an explosion is heard
The [Bb] miners are trapped far [F] below
[Bb] If any [F] survive
[Eb] Down there alive.
I'm certain [F] we never will [Bb] know
All
Families the [Eb] vainly appeal no [Bb] rescue
can [F] be seen
[Bb] Our
For [F] loved [Eb] ones in the darker
Seals now [Bb] lives in a tin of morphine
Husband sleep lay [Eb] your head back and dream a [Bb] slow falling leaf
[F] Falling down to the stream then [Eb] carried away
on [Bb] the wings and more feet
[F] Homeward far over the [Bb] sea
Homeward far [F] over the sea
Key:
Bb
F
Eb
E
B
Bb
F
Eb
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Well now there are some stories that just demand to be turned into songs and this is one of them
[B] I was roaming around Park City, Utah
[Bb] Well, that's long before the area redevelopment when they put in the [Eb] ski resort
So it was just a dying old mining town Silver King coalition was the only mind [F] operating then I
_ _ [G] _
_ Went up there to the town dump
It was up there at the end of town [F] before you go up guardsman's [E] pass to go over down into the [F] homestead I
Paw through that stuff looking for old bottles or whatever I could find
[Eb] One of the things I found was a small tin [Bb] with a belt clip
[Ab] Well, I took it around to the bars in [B] town to the Alamo to the mustache [E] and and nobody knew what it was
[Eb] I went down to old Ken Webb who ran [D] the photo store and a kind of a [F] local historian
I said Ken what is this?
He said well, that's a that's a morphine tin.
I said it's a morphine tin
He said yeah a lot of [Bb] these miners _
They didn't want to get [Abm] trapped by [G] a fire or by a flood or injured in a cave-in with [Abm] no chance of being rescued
So some of them would take [E] morphine with them into the mine so that they could [D] leave in a in a painless manner
[E] _ _
And I said well, why didn't they tell me up the street?
Those are [B] miners.
He said well
See a lot of these old miners these immigrant miners that [Abm] came in here.
They were Catholic.
They came from Catholic countries and _
_ _ [F] That's a mortal sin to kill [D] yourself.
So
[B] _ You probably shouldn't even you probably [E] shouldn't even tell that story anywhere
_ [Ab] _ Well, I left town
_ The story haunted me for [Abm] quite a while
I never did have [A] a tune for it
But it's one of those that I passed [D] along to Kate and Jody and yeah, they made a beautiful tune for it
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Once long [F] ago he [Eb] was handsome and tall _
[Bb] And fit to be called to [F] the war _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] We left [F] our village
_ _ [Eb]
family and all
To never [Bb] _ return _ anymore _ _
_ Now he _ takes his coat [Eb] his bucket and _ lamp [Bb] and whistles
_ away to the [F] cave _ _ _ _
[Bb] Where men young [F] and old from [Eb] all over the camp
_ [Bb]
gather [F] in search [Bb] of _ away _ _ _ _ _ _
Husband [F] sleep lay [Eb] your head back and dream [Bb] a slow falling [F] leaf
Falling down to the stream [Eb] then carried away on [Bb] the wings and more feet _ _
Homeward [F] far over [Bb] the sea
_ _ _ My husband [F] and I [Eb] are Roman in faith
[Bb] And we _ have a secret to _ keep _ _
If [Eb] ever [F] his life
Is [Eb] taken _ away
Then [Bb]
gentle and long will he sleep
_ _ _ Now _ some men _ pass [Eb] with family _ around
_ [Bb] And _ linens and blankets [F] so clean _ _ _
But [Bb] seldom a [F] _ minor [Eb] goes _ underground
_ [Bb] _
without his tin of _ morphine _ _ _ _ _ _
Husband sleep [F] lay [Eb] your head back and dream
a [Bb] slow falling leaf
Falling [F] down to the stream then carried [Eb] away on the wings [Bb] and more feet _ _
Homeward far [F] over [Bb] the sea _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And now there is [F] word [Eb] an _ explosion is heard _
The [Bb] miners are trapped far [F] below
_ _ _ _ [Bb] If any [F] survive
_ _ [Eb] _ Down there alive.
I'm certain [F] we never will [Bb] know _ _ _ _
All
_ _ Families _ the [Eb] _ vainly appeal no [Bb] rescue
can _ [F] be seen
_ _ _ [Bb] Our
For [F] loved [Eb] ones in the darker _ _
Seals now [Bb] _ lives in a tin of morphine _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Husband _ sleep lay [Eb] your head back and dream a [Bb] slow falling leaf
_ [F] Falling down to the stream then [Eb] carried _ away
on [Bb] the wings and more feet
_ _ [F] Homeward far over the [Bb] sea _ _ _ _
_ _ Homeward far [F] over the sea _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Well now there are some stories that just demand to be turned into songs and this is one of them
[B] I was roaming around Park City, Utah
[Bb] Well, that's long before the area redevelopment when they put in the [Eb] ski resort
So it was just a dying old mining town Silver King coalition was the only mind [F] operating then I
_ _ [G] _
_ Went up there to the town dump
It was up there at the end of town [F] before you go up guardsman's [E] pass to go over down into the [F] homestead I
Paw through that stuff looking for old bottles or whatever I could find
[Eb] One of the things I found was a small tin [Bb] with a belt clip
[Ab] Well, I took it around to the bars in [B] town to the Alamo to the mustache [E] and and nobody knew what it was
[Eb] I went down to old Ken Webb who ran [D] the photo store and a kind of a [F] local historian
I said Ken what is this?
He said well, that's a that's a morphine tin.
I said it's a morphine tin
He said yeah a lot of [Bb] these miners _
They didn't want to get [Abm] trapped by [G] a fire or by a flood or injured in a cave-in with [Abm] no chance of being rescued
So some of them would take [E] morphine with them into the mine so that they could [D] leave in a in a painless manner
[E] _ _
And I said well, why didn't they tell me up the street?
Those are [B] miners.
He said well
See a lot of these old miners these immigrant miners that [Abm] came in here.
They were Catholic.
They came from Catholic countries and _
_ _ [F] That's a mortal sin to kill [D] yourself.
So
[B] _ You probably shouldn't even you probably [E] shouldn't even tell that story anywhere
_ [Ab] _ Well, I left town
_ The story haunted me for [Abm] quite a while
I never did have [A] a tune for it
But it's one of those that I passed [D] along to Kate and Jody and yeah, they made a beautiful tune for it
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Once long [F] ago he [Eb] was handsome and tall _
[Bb] And fit to be called to [F] the war _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] We left [F] our village
_ _ [Eb]
family and all
To never [Bb] _ return _ anymore _ _
_ Now he _ takes his coat [Eb] his bucket and _ lamp [Bb] and whistles
_ away to the [F] cave _ _ _ _
[Bb] Where men young [F] and old from [Eb] all over the camp
_ [Bb]
gather [F] in search [Bb] of _ away _ _ _ _ _ _
Husband [F] sleep lay [Eb] your head back and dream [Bb] a slow falling [F] leaf
Falling down to the stream [Eb] then carried away on [Bb] the wings and more feet _ _
Homeward [F] far over [Bb] the sea
_ _ _ My husband [F] and I [Eb] are Roman in faith
[Bb] And we _ have a secret to _ keep _ _
If [Eb] ever [F] his life
Is [Eb] taken _ away
Then [Bb]
gentle and long will he sleep
_ _ _ Now _ some men _ pass [Eb] with family _ around
_ [Bb] And _ linens and blankets [F] so clean _ _ _
But [Bb] seldom a [F] _ minor [Eb] goes _ underground
_ [Bb] _
without his tin of _ morphine _ _ _ _ _ _
Husband sleep [F] lay [Eb] your head back and dream
a [Bb] slow falling leaf
Falling [F] down to the stream then carried [Eb] away on the wings [Bb] and more feet _ _
Homeward far [F] over [Bb] the sea _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ And now there is [F] word [Eb] an _ explosion is heard _
The [Bb] miners are trapped far [F] below
_ _ _ _ [Bb] If any [F] survive
_ _ [Eb] _ Down there alive.
I'm certain [F] we never will [Bb] know _ _ _ _
All
_ _ Families _ the [Eb] _ vainly appeal no [Bb] rescue
can _ [F] be seen
_ _ _ [Bb] Our
For [F] loved [Eb] ones in the darker _ _
Seals now [Bb] _ lives in a tin of morphine _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Husband _ sleep lay [Eb] your head back and dream a [Bb] slow falling leaf
_ [F] Falling down to the stream then [Eb] carried _ away
on [Bb] the wings and more feet
_ _ [F] Homeward far over the [Bb] sea _ _ _ _
_ _ Homeward far [F] over the sea _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _