Key: E major•
Verse 1
E
B
C#m
B
E
B
Up on the hillside,
B
A
F#m
The ghost called the night winds,
E
B
her fantasy to tell
E
B
Dark on the snow,
C#m
B
blood drops a -dryin'
A
F#m
Slip through cold fingers,
E
C#m
the whisky bottle
B
E
A
fell
E
A
F#
I'll leave you with your white man I'll
F#
B
our fathers were wrong
E
B
C#m
And I'll hunt my own mouth and I'll drink
B
A
I'll my whiskey and I'll sing until
F#m
E
B
morning the old -fashioned song
E
B
Fires of the potlatch are
C#m
B
scattered in their ashes
A
F#m
But such a common now
E
B
is the evil one's remain
E
B
And our children cannot follow
C#m
B
the old northern ways
A
F#m
And the poles of their fathers
E
B
are rotting in the rain
E
A
Klahau, you mother,
E
A
I leave you with your white man
F#
B
I curse their church that tells us
F#
B
that our fathers were wrong
E
B
And I'll hunt my own mouse,
C#m
B
and I'll drink my own whiskey
A
F#m
And I'll sing until morning the
E
B
old -fashioned song
E
B
Daylight came late over high
C#m
B
coastal mountains
A
F#m
The renegade stood watch
E
B
And he emptied his gun up into
C#m
B
the yellow sunrise
A
F#m
And he ran down the hillside
E
B
to the place where he died
E
A
Klahau, you mother,
E
A
I leave you with your white man
F#
B
I curse their church that tells us
F#
B
that our fathers were wrong
E
B
C#m
B
And I'll hunt my own knowledge, and I'll drink my own whiskey,
A
F#m
E
and I'll sing until morning the old -fashioned song.
B
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsE B C#m A F#m...
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