Chords for Big Jim Hamill - Apple Tree Song NQC 1998
Tempo:
126.75 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
A
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I have [C] Big Jim Hamill at the National Poetet [G] Convention this year!
[B] [G]
[Em] Thank you.
[A]
[C] [G]
[D] [G]
[C] [G] A minister had just closed a revival in a huge Midwestern city.
[Em] He stepped on the train on his way home and [A] found himself [Am] seated beside [G] a young man.
For nothing [G] better to do, just to kind of pass the time away, he [D] tried to start up a conversation.
He noticed that he didn't receive an answer.
[G] He turned to the young man and said,
Son, I'm a [C] preacher.
I'm a minister.
[Bm] [Am] I'll be glad to help you any way I can.
[G] The young man, through his [F#m] tears, [G] proceeded to tell this story.
He said, Preacher, [A] two years ago I [G] got so mean at home that my mom and dad couldn't do [C] anything with me.
[E] But one day I even went [G] so far as to strike my father with my fist.
He told me then, Son, I hate to do it.
[C] It's going to break your mama's heart.
But we want you just to get away from here.
Just leave this house.
[G] Preacher, I wandered all over this country for the past two years.
And then about three weeks ago, [C] I gave my heart and life to Jesus.
[Am] Wrote [D] Mom and Dad a letter.
[C] [G] Told them I'd be on this old train.
Told them I was coming home.
Preacher [C] said, Son, that's well and good, but how do you know you're going to [G] be welcome?
How do you know [D#] that your mom and dad will [G] even let you come home?
The [C] young man said, Preacher, [Cm] we've lived beside these [D] old railroad tracks all of my [F] life in a little old [G] white house.
And out behind the house is a great big old apple tree.
I told Dad in the letter, [Em] if I was [G] welcome home,
and him and Mom could [B] see in their hearts to forgive me of all the [C] pain and heartache I caused,
for Dad to go out there in the backyard and hang a little white rag right on [G] top of that tree,
and I [C] could see it from the train, [G] and I'd know by that signal [D] that everything was all [Am] right.
Preacher, would you look for [A] me and tell me what you [C] see?
I [D] want to go home so [G] bad, and I'm so sorry for all the things I've done.
Tell me if you see one little teeny white rag on top of that [C] tree.
Well, the old preacher, not knowing what to expect, wiped the window of that old train off and [G] looked out.
And he had a great big smile.
He said, [F#] Son, you can relax.
That [G] apple tree's in full bloom.
I never saw so many white rags tied on anything in all [G] of my life.
And that's not all.
Out under the apple tree, I see that gray-haired old [C] Mom and Dad
standing out there waving a big white bedsheet, saying, Come on home, Son.
Welcome home.
We love you.
And you know that's just like God.
No matter how we've wasted our [D] lives, no matter how [E] far in sin we've sunk,
[D] all we have to do is say, Jesus, [G] I want to live for you.
Forgive me of my sin.
[C] And you know, he'll welcome each [G] and every one of us home.
Mmmmm.
[A]
[Em] Lord, [Am] I'm [A] coming.
[G]
Amen.
[B] Let's give the Lord the biggest hand of all tonight.
Amen.
[N]
[B] [G]
[Em] Thank you.
[A]
[C] [G]
[D] [G]
[C] [G] A minister had just closed a revival in a huge Midwestern city.
[Em] He stepped on the train on his way home and [A] found himself [Am] seated beside [G] a young man.
For nothing [G] better to do, just to kind of pass the time away, he [D] tried to start up a conversation.
He noticed that he didn't receive an answer.
[G] He turned to the young man and said,
Son, I'm a [C] preacher.
I'm a minister.
[Bm] [Am] I'll be glad to help you any way I can.
[G] The young man, through his [F#m] tears, [G] proceeded to tell this story.
He said, Preacher, [A] two years ago I [G] got so mean at home that my mom and dad couldn't do [C] anything with me.
[E] But one day I even went [G] so far as to strike my father with my fist.
He told me then, Son, I hate to do it.
[C] It's going to break your mama's heart.
But we want you just to get away from here.
Just leave this house.
[G] Preacher, I wandered all over this country for the past two years.
And then about three weeks ago, [C] I gave my heart and life to Jesus.
[Am] Wrote [D] Mom and Dad a letter.
[C] [G] Told them I'd be on this old train.
Told them I was coming home.
Preacher [C] said, Son, that's well and good, but how do you know you're going to [G] be welcome?
How do you know [D#] that your mom and dad will [G] even let you come home?
The [C] young man said, Preacher, [Cm] we've lived beside these [D] old railroad tracks all of my [F] life in a little old [G] white house.
And out behind the house is a great big old apple tree.
I told Dad in the letter, [Em] if I was [G] welcome home,
and him and Mom could [B] see in their hearts to forgive me of all the [C] pain and heartache I caused,
for Dad to go out there in the backyard and hang a little white rag right on [G] top of that tree,
and I [C] could see it from the train, [G] and I'd know by that signal [D] that everything was all [Am] right.
Preacher, would you look for [A] me and tell me what you [C] see?
I [D] want to go home so [G] bad, and I'm so sorry for all the things I've done.
Tell me if you see one little teeny white rag on top of that [C] tree.
Well, the old preacher, not knowing what to expect, wiped the window of that old train off and [G] looked out.
And he had a great big smile.
He said, [F#] Son, you can relax.
That [G] apple tree's in full bloom.
I never saw so many white rags tied on anything in all [G] of my life.
And that's not all.
Out under the apple tree, I see that gray-haired old [C] Mom and Dad
standing out there waving a big white bedsheet, saying, Come on home, Son.
Welcome home.
We love you.
And you know that's just like God.
No matter how we've wasted our [D] lives, no matter how [E] far in sin we've sunk,
[D] all we have to do is say, Jesus, [G] I want to live for you.
Forgive me of my sin.
[C] And you know, he'll welcome each [G] and every one of us home.
Mmmmm.
[A]
[Em] Lord, [Am] I'm [A] coming.
[G]
Amen.
[B] Let's give the Lord the biggest hand of all tonight.
Amen.
[N]
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I have [C] Big Jim Hamill at the National Poetet [G] Convention this year!
[B] _ _ [G] _ _
[Em] Thank you.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ A minister had just closed a revival in a huge Midwestern city.
_ [Em] He stepped on the train on his way home and [A] found himself [Am] seated beside [G] a young man. _
_ For nothing [G] better to do, _ just to kind of pass the time away, _ _ he [D] tried to start up a conversation.
_ He noticed that he didn't receive an answer.
_ [G] He turned to the young man and said,
Son, I'm a [C] preacher. _
I'm a minister.
_ [Bm] [Am] I'll be glad to help you any way I can.
[G] The young man, through his [F#m] tears, _ [G] proceeded to tell this story.
He said, Preacher, _ _ [A] two years ago I [G] got so mean at home that my mom and dad couldn't do [C] anything with me.
[E] But one day I even went [G] so far as to strike my father with my fist.
He told me then, Son, I hate to do it.
[C] It's going to break your mama's heart.
But we want you just to get away from here.
Just leave this house.
[G] Preacher, I wandered all over this country for the past two years.
And then about three weeks ago, [C] I gave my heart and life to Jesus.
[Am] Wrote [D] Mom and Dad a letter.
[C] _ [G] Told them I'd be on this old train.
Told them I was coming home.
_ Preacher [C] said, Son, that's well and good, but how do you know you're going to [G] be welcome?
How do you know [D#] that your mom and dad will [G] even let you come home?
The _ [C] young _ man said, Preacher, [Cm] we've lived beside these [D] old railroad tracks all of my [F] life in a little old [G] white house.
And out behind the house is a great big old apple tree.
I told Dad in the letter, _ [Em] if I was [G] welcome home,
and him and Mom could [B] see in their hearts to forgive me of all the [C] pain and heartache I caused, _
for Dad to go out there in the backyard and hang a little white rag right on [G] top of that tree,
and I [C] could see it from the train, [G] _ and I'd know by that signal [D] that everything was all [Am] right.
Preacher, would you look for [A] me and tell me what you [C] see?
I [D] want to go home so [G] bad, and I'm so sorry for all the things I've done.
Tell me if you see one little teeny white rag on top of that [C] tree. _
Well, the old preacher, not knowing what to expect, _ wiped the window of that old train off and [G] looked out.
And he had a great big smile.
He said, [F#] Son, you can relax.
That [G] apple tree's in full bloom.
I never saw so many white rags tied on anything in all [G] of my life.
And that's not all.
Out under the apple tree, I see that gray-haired old [C] Mom and Dad
standing out there waving a big white bedsheet, saying, Come on home, Son.
Welcome home.
We love you.
And you know that's just like God.
No matter how we've wasted our [D] lives, no matter how [E] far in sin we've sunk,
[D] all we have to do is say, Jesus, [G] I want to live for you.
Forgive me of my sin.
[C] And you know, he'll welcome each _ [G] and every one of us home. _ _
Mmmmm.
_ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [Em] _ Lord, [Am] I'm [A] coming.
_ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Amen.
[B] Let's give the Lord the biggest hand of all tonight.
Amen.
_ _ _ [N] _ _
[B] _ _ [G] _ _
[Em] Thank you.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [G] _ A minister had just closed a revival in a huge Midwestern city.
_ [Em] He stepped on the train on his way home and [A] found himself [Am] seated beside [G] a young man. _
_ For nothing [G] better to do, _ just to kind of pass the time away, _ _ he [D] tried to start up a conversation.
_ He noticed that he didn't receive an answer.
_ [G] He turned to the young man and said,
Son, I'm a [C] preacher. _
I'm a minister.
_ [Bm] [Am] I'll be glad to help you any way I can.
[G] The young man, through his [F#m] tears, _ [G] proceeded to tell this story.
He said, Preacher, _ _ [A] two years ago I [G] got so mean at home that my mom and dad couldn't do [C] anything with me.
[E] But one day I even went [G] so far as to strike my father with my fist.
He told me then, Son, I hate to do it.
[C] It's going to break your mama's heart.
But we want you just to get away from here.
Just leave this house.
[G] Preacher, I wandered all over this country for the past two years.
And then about three weeks ago, [C] I gave my heart and life to Jesus.
[Am] Wrote [D] Mom and Dad a letter.
[C] _ [G] Told them I'd be on this old train.
Told them I was coming home.
_ Preacher [C] said, Son, that's well and good, but how do you know you're going to [G] be welcome?
How do you know [D#] that your mom and dad will [G] even let you come home?
The _ [C] young _ man said, Preacher, [Cm] we've lived beside these [D] old railroad tracks all of my [F] life in a little old [G] white house.
And out behind the house is a great big old apple tree.
I told Dad in the letter, _ [Em] if I was [G] welcome home,
and him and Mom could [B] see in their hearts to forgive me of all the [C] pain and heartache I caused, _
for Dad to go out there in the backyard and hang a little white rag right on [G] top of that tree,
and I [C] could see it from the train, [G] _ and I'd know by that signal [D] that everything was all [Am] right.
Preacher, would you look for [A] me and tell me what you [C] see?
I [D] want to go home so [G] bad, and I'm so sorry for all the things I've done.
Tell me if you see one little teeny white rag on top of that [C] tree. _
Well, the old preacher, not knowing what to expect, _ wiped the window of that old train off and [G] looked out.
And he had a great big smile.
He said, [F#] Son, you can relax.
That [G] apple tree's in full bloom.
I never saw so many white rags tied on anything in all [G] of my life.
And that's not all.
Out under the apple tree, I see that gray-haired old [C] Mom and Dad
standing out there waving a big white bedsheet, saying, Come on home, Son.
Welcome home.
We love you.
And you know that's just like God.
No matter how we've wasted our [D] lives, no matter how [E] far in sin we've sunk,
[D] all we have to do is say, Jesus, [G] I want to live for you.
Forgive me of my sin.
[C] And you know, he'll welcome each _ [G] and every one of us home. _ _
Mmmmm.
_ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [Em] _ Lord, [Am] I'm [A] coming.
_ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Amen.
[B] Let's give the Lord the biggest hand of all tonight.
Amen.
_ _ _ [N] _ _