ginseng sullivan — текст песни (misc country)

Date: Mon, 08 May 1995 13:17:56 -0700
From: Bo Parker
Subject: Re: Legal stuff...
To: G.Vaughn@ttacs.ttu.edu


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
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And if one more person says to me, they can`t stand the twang, I think
I just might gingerly poke `em in the eye. This is not like eating okra.

--Linda Ellis