North Country Blues chords by Amy Goddard

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Verse 1
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Come gather round, friends,
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and I'll tell you a tale
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Of where the red iron orbits  run aplenty
At the carpet -filled windows
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and old men on the benches
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Tell you now that the whole town is empty
In the north end of town
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my own children are gone
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But I   was raised on the other
In the years of youth
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my mother took sick
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And I   was brought up by my brother
The iron oar pulled
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as the years passed the door
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The drag lines and the shovels
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they was humming
Till one day my brother
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failed to come home
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The same as my father before him
Where the long winters
waved
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from the window I watched
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And my friends,
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they couldn't have been kinder
Till my school was cut
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as I quit in the spring
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To marry John Thomas, a miner
All the years passed again
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and the giving was good
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With a lunch bucket filled every season
There were three babies born,
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the work was cut down
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To a half a day's shift with no reason
And the shaft was soon shut
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and my work was cut
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And the fire in the air, felt frozen
Until a man came to speak
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and he said in one week
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That number 11 was closing
They complain in these,
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they're paying too high
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And they say that your ore
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ain't worth digging
And it's much cheaper down
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in the South American towns
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Where the miners work almost for
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nothing
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So the morning gates locked
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and the red iron rugged
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And the room smelled heavy from drinking
And the sad siren's song
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breathed the air twice as long
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As I waited for the sun to go sinking
I lived by the window
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as he talked to himself
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And the silence of transit was building
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Till one morning's wake the bed,
it was black
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And I's left alone with three children
The summer is gone
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and the ground's turning cold
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And the stars, one by one, they are falling
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My children will go as soon as they come
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For there ain't nothing here now
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to hold us