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The Honest Farmer chords by Fiddlin' John Carson

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Verse 1
(G major) (D major) (G major) (D major) (G major) (D major) I (G major) saw
one honest farmer,
(D major) his back was bending low,
Picking out his cotton,
he could (G major) n't hardly go.
He's tired up in rail pens
(D major) until the merchants come.
They might catch many's cotton,
that he might (G major) pay them some.
Goodbye, poor Weevil,
for you know (D major) you've ruined (G major) my home.
(D major) You know you got my cotton,
and the merchants got
(G major) my corn. (D major) (G major) (D major) (G major)
(D major) I saw (G major) him in the summer,
was hot (D major) as it could be.
Strolling through the harvest field,
the sweat (G major) was running free.
He'd sling his cradle around him,
then (D major) grip the golden grain.
Through both his (G major) handkerchief (D major) s,
and (G major) wipe the sweat again.
Goodbye, poor Weaver,
for you (D major) know you've earned my home.
You know you've got my cotton,
and the merchant's got
(G major) my corn. (D major) (G major) (D major) (G major) (D major)
(G major) His footsteps they grew weaker
as he (D major) moved up the hill,
And reached his little cabin,
and sought (G major) upon this hill.
(D major) His (G major) wife she kneeled beside him,
her hair (D major) it all turned gray.
Trust now in the Savior,
we'll find a (G major) home some day.
Goodbye, believable,
for you know (D major) you've earned (G major) my home,
(D major) you know you've got my cotton,
and the merchant's (G major) got my corn. (D major)
(G major) (D major) (G major)
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