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black waters chords by Jean Ritchie

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  • G

  • A

  • Ab

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Verse 1
D
I come from the mountains,
Kentucky's my home
Where the wild deer and black
bear so lately did roam
G
By the cool rushing waterfall
D
the wildflowers dream
A
And through every green valley,
there runs a clear stream
D
Now there's scenes of
G
destruction on every hand
D
And only black waters run
A
D
down through my land
Verse 2
G
D
Sad scenes of destruction on every hand
Black waters, black waters,

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Verse 3
run down through my land
D
Well, the quail, she's a pretty bird
A
D
and she sings a sweet tongue
In the roots of tall timber she
A
D
nests with her young
G
The the hillside explodes with
A
D
the dynamites roar
A
And the voice of the small bird
is heard there no more
D
And the mountain comes
G
a sliding so awful and grand
D
And the flooding black waters
A
D
rise over my land
Verse 4
G
Sad scenes of destruction
D
on every hand
Black waters, black waters,
A
D
run down through my land
Verse 5
D
In the coming of springtime
A
D
we planted our corn
In the ending of springtime
A
D
we buried our son
G
In the summer come a nice man
D
saying everything's fine
My employer just requires
A
a way to his mine
Verse 6
D
Then they tore down my mountain
G
and covered my corn
D
Now the grave on the hillside's
A
a mile deeper down
D
And the man stands a talking
G
with his hat in his hand
D
While the poison black
A
D
waters rise over my land
Verse 7
G
D
Sad scenes of destruction on every hand
Black waters, black waters,
A
D
run down through my land
Verse 8
D
Well I ain't got no money,
not much of a home
I own my own land,
A
D
but my land's not my own
G
But, if I had ten million,
Ab
G
D
somewheres thereabout
Well, I'd buy Perry county and
A
throw them all out
D
And just sit down on the banks
G
with my bait and my can
D
And watch the clear waters run
A
D
down through my land
G
Well,
Verse 9
wouldn't that be just like
the old promised land?
D
Black waters,
black waters no more in my land
Black waters,
A
D
black waters no more in my land
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