x#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # Date: Mon, 08 May 1995 13:17:56 -0700 From: Bo Parker Subject: Re: Legal stuff... To: [email protected] Ginseng Sullivan (Norman Blake) D About three miles from the Batelle yard G From the reverse curve on down D Not far south of the town depot G Bm Sullivan's shack was found A D Back on the higher ground. D You could see him every day G Just walking down the line D With his old brown sack across his back G Bm And his long hair down behind A D Speaking his worried mind. D cho: It's a long way to the delta G From the North Georgia hills D A tote sack full of ginseng G G7 Won't pay no travelling bills C D Now, I'm too old to ride the rails Em A Or thumb the road alone D G D So I guess I'll never make it back to home D G A D My muddy water Mississippi delta home. D The winters here, they get too cold G The damp it makes me ill D Can't dig no roots in the mountain side G Bm With the ground froze hard and still A D Gotta stay at the foot of the hill. D But next summer, things turn right G The companies will pay high D I'll make enough money to pay my bills G Bm Bid these mountains goodbye A D Then he said with a sigh: [chorus] See ya -Bo Parker [email protected] ( Suggest correction What's this? You can suggest a correction to this tab. Community and Mods will review your correction and vote to approve or reject it.
