Up From The Hill Chords by Chris Knight
Tempo:
76.725 bpm
Chords used:
F#
F#m
C#m
C#
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#] [C#m]
[F#]
He been walking across town, shirt tail in the wind.
Old coat flying around in his head, wears a half crazy grin.
Rock and roll, driving [E] wheel, [F#]
down from the [C#] valley and [F#] up from the hill.
[C#m] [F#m] [F#] Bullfrog out in front of the river bank, wild dog howling in the pan.
Rock train coming across the cane creek trestle, blowing up the cage and ride.
Two a.m. in the morning, he done pissed off all his friends.
He come knocking on Betsy's door, she's the only one letting him in.
Rock and roll, driving wheel, down from the valley and up from the hill.
Rock and roll, driving wheel, down from the [C#] valley and up [F#] from the hill.
[F#m]
[F#] [F#m] [F#]
[C#m]
[F#]
He been walking across town, to the church advice track.
Got a copper head and a burlap bag, and a six string on his back.
Tambourine is a jangling, hard nail stomping sound.
It's baked stronger than a rattlesnake bite, but he won't touch Greg's knife.
Rock and roll, driving wheel, down from the [C#] valley and [F#] up from the hill.
Rock and [C#m] [F#] roll, driving wheel, down from the valley [C#] and up [F#] from the hill.
Down from the valley and up from the hill.
[F#m]
[F#]
[F#m]
[F#]
He been walking across town, shirt tail in the wind.
Old coat flying around in his head, wears a half crazy grin.
Rock and roll, driving [E] wheel, [F#]
down from the [C#] valley and [F#] up from the hill.
[C#m] [F#m] [F#] Bullfrog out in front of the river bank, wild dog howling in the pan.
Rock train coming across the cane creek trestle, blowing up the cage and ride.
Two a.m. in the morning, he done pissed off all his friends.
He come knocking on Betsy's door, she's the only one letting him in.
Rock and roll, driving wheel, down from the valley and up from the hill.
Rock and roll, driving wheel, down from the [C#] valley and up [F#] from the hill.
[F#m]
[F#] [F#m] [F#]
[C#m]
[F#]
He been walking across town, to the church advice track.
Got a copper head and a burlap bag, and a six string on his back.
Tambourine is a jangling, hard nail stomping sound.
It's baked stronger than a rattlesnake bite, but he won't touch Greg's knife.
Rock and roll, driving wheel, down from the [C#] valley and [F#] up from the hill.
Rock and [C#m] [F#] roll, driving wheel, down from the valley [C#] and up [F#] from the hill.
Down from the valley and up from the hill.
[F#m]
[F#]
[F#m]
Key:
F#
F#m
C#m
C#
E
F#
F#m
C#m
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
He been walking across town, shirt tail in the wind.
Old coat flying around in his head, wears a half crazy grin.
Rock and roll, _ driving [E] wheel, [F#] _
_ down from the [C#] valley and [F#] up from the hill. _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ [F#] Bullfrog out in front of the river bank, wild dog howling in the pan.
Rock train coming across the cane creek trestle, blowing up the cage and ride.
Two a.m. in the morning, he done pissed off all his friends.
He come knocking on Betsy's door, she's the only one letting him in.
Rock and roll, driving wheel, _ _ down from the valley and up from the hill.
_ Rock and roll, driving wheel, _ _ _ down from the [C#] valley and up [F#] from the hill.
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
He been walking across town, to the church advice track.
Got a copper head and a burlap bag, and a six string on his back.
_ Tambourine is a jangling, hard nail stomping sound.
It's baked stronger than a rattlesnake bite, but he won't touch Greg's knife.
Rock and roll, _ driving wheel, _ _ down from the [C#] valley and [F#] up from the hill. _
Rock and [C#m] _ [F#] roll, driving wheel, _ _ down from the valley [C#] and up [F#] from the hill.
Down from the valley and up from the hill. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
He been walking across town, shirt tail in the wind.
Old coat flying around in his head, wears a half crazy grin.
Rock and roll, _ driving [E] wheel, [F#] _
_ down from the [C#] valley and [F#] up from the hill. _ _
_ _ _ [C#m] _ [F#m] _ [F#] Bullfrog out in front of the river bank, wild dog howling in the pan.
Rock train coming across the cane creek trestle, blowing up the cage and ride.
Two a.m. in the morning, he done pissed off all his friends.
He come knocking on Betsy's door, she's the only one letting him in.
Rock and roll, driving wheel, _ _ down from the valley and up from the hill.
_ Rock and roll, driving wheel, _ _ _ down from the [C#] valley and up [F#] from the hill.
_ _ [F#m] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
He been walking across town, to the church advice track.
Got a copper head and a burlap bag, and a six string on his back.
_ Tambourine is a jangling, hard nail stomping sound.
It's baked stronger than a rattlesnake bite, but he won't touch Greg's knife.
Rock and roll, _ driving wheel, _ _ down from the [C#] valley and [F#] up from the hill. _
Rock and [C#m] _ [F#] roll, driving wheel, _ _ down from the valley [C#] and up [F#] from the hill.
Down from the valley and up from the hill. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _