Wildwood Flower Maybelle Carter at madison square garden Chords
Tempo:
94.55 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
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Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Please welcome Mother Maybel Helen Anita and Robbie the Carter Hunter.
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[N] Thank you very much for that nice applause.
I'd like to say [Ab] we're tickled to death to be here with you folks tonight
and we do hope that you're going to enjoy the songs we have to sing for you.
This is a family.
There's a mother and two of her daughters and an adopted daughter up here
and we want you to meet our mother first because we're proud of her.
She taught us everything we know about picking and singing
and as of this past August has been active in country folk and western song and music for the past 42 years.
This is our mother Maybel Carter.
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[B] Over here on the left is the adopted young and this is Robbie Harden.
My name is [C] Helen and back here on the right is Anita and that's [A] us.
That's all of us.
We start with the [F] best first so I'm sure there's somebody come out tonight
wanting to hear mama play one more time the old wild wood flower.
So mama if you would.
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Every farm every [C] heart in his [F] crown I will sway.
When I woke from my dream [Bb] and my eyes [F] overjoyed.
All portion of love had all flown away.
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For he taught me to love [C] him and [F] promise to love.
And he cherished me [C] over all [F] others above.
How my heart is now wondering [Bb] no misery [C] can [F] tell.
He's left me no [C] warning no [F] words of farewell.
Oh he taught me to love [C] him and call [F] me his flower.
That was blooming to [C] cheer him through [F] life's dreary hour.
Oh I long to see him [C] and regret the [F] dark hour.
He's gone and neglected [C] this fair old wild [F] wood flower.
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[N] Thank you very much for that nice applause.
I'd like to say [Ab] we're tickled to death to be here with you folks tonight
and we do hope that you're going to enjoy the songs we have to sing for you.
This is a family.
There's a mother and two of her daughters and an adopted daughter up here
and we want you to meet our mother first because we're proud of her.
She taught us everything we know about picking and singing
and as of this past August has been active in country folk and western song and music for the past 42 years.
This is our mother Maybel Carter.
[Eb]
[B] Over here on the left is the adopted young and this is Robbie Harden.
My name is [C] Helen and back here on the right is Anita and that's [A] us.
That's all of us.
We start with the [F] best first so I'm sure there's somebody come out tonight
wanting to hear mama play one more time the old wild wood flower.
So mama if you would.
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[C]
[F]
[Bb] [F]
[C] [F]
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Every farm every [C] heart in his [F] crown I will sway.
When I woke from my dream [Bb] and my eyes [F] overjoyed.
All portion of love had all flown away.
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[Bb] [F]
[C] [F]
For he taught me to love [C] him and [F] promise to love.
And he cherished me [C] over all [F] others above.
How my heart is now wondering [Bb] no misery [C] can [F] tell.
He's left me no [C] warning no [F] words of farewell.
Oh he taught me to love [C] him and call [F] me his flower.
That was blooming to [C] cheer him through [F] life's dreary hour.
Oh I long to see him [C] and regret the [F] dark hour.
He's gone and neglected [C] this fair old wild [F] wood flower.
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Key:
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C
Bb
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Ab
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Please welcome Mother Maybel Helen Anita and Robbie the Carter Hunter.
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_ [N] Thank you very much for that nice applause.
I'd like to say [Ab] we're tickled to death to be here with you folks tonight
and we do hope that you're going to enjoy the songs we have to sing for you.
This is a family.
There's a mother and two of her daughters and an adopted daughter up here
and we want you to meet our mother first because we're proud of her.
She taught us everything we know about picking and singing
and as of this past August has been active in country folk and western song and music for the past 42 years.
This is our mother Maybel Carter.
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_ _ _ _ [B] Over here on the left is the adopted young and this is Robbie Harden.
My name is [C] Helen and back here on the right is Anita and that's [A] us.
That's all of us.
_ _ _ We start with the [F] best first so I'm sure there's somebody come out tonight
wanting to hear mama play one more time the old wild wood flower.
So mama if you would. _ _ _ _
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_ Every farm every [C] heart in his [F] crown I will sway.
When I woke from my dream [Bb] and my eyes [F] overjoyed.
All portion of love had all flown away. _ _ _ _
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_ _ For he taught me to love [C] him and [F] promise to love.
And he cherished me [C] over all [F] others above.
How my heart is now wondering [Bb] no misery [C] can [F] tell.
He's left me no [C] warning no [F] words of farewell.
_ Oh he taught me to love [C] him and call [F] me his flower.
That was blooming to [C] cheer him through [F] life's dreary hour.
Oh I long to see him [C] and regret the [F] dark hour.
He's gone and neglected [C] this fair old wild [F] wood flower. _ _ _
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_ [N] Thank you very much for that nice applause.
I'd like to say [Ab] we're tickled to death to be here with you folks tonight
and we do hope that you're going to enjoy the songs we have to sing for you.
This is a family.
There's a mother and two of her daughters and an adopted daughter up here
and we want you to meet our mother first because we're proud of her.
She taught us everything we know about picking and singing
and as of this past August has been active in country folk and western song and music for the past 42 years.
This is our mother Maybel Carter.
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_ _ _ _ [B] Over here on the left is the adopted young and this is Robbie Harden.
My name is [C] Helen and back here on the right is Anita and that's [A] us.
That's all of us.
_ _ _ We start with the [F] best first so I'm sure there's somebody come out tonight
wanting to hear mama play one more time the old wild wood flower.
So mama if you would. _ _ _ _
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_ Every farm every [C] heart in his [F] crown I will sway.
When I woke from my dream [Bb] and my eyes [F] overjoyed.
All portion of love had all flown away. _ _ _ _
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_ _ For he taught me to love [C] him and [F] promise to love.
And he cherished me [C] over all [F] others above.
How my heart is now wondering [Bb] no misery [C] can [F] tell.
He's left me no [C] warning no [F] words of farewell.
_ Oh he taught me to love [C] him and call [F] me his flower.
That was blooming to [C] cheer him through [F] life's dreary hour.
Oh I long to see him [C] and regret the [F] dark hour.
He's gone and neglected [C] this fair old wild [F] wood flower. _ _ _
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