Going Across The Mountains Chords by Pete Seeger
Tempo:
112.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
Dm
G
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [F] [C] [F] [G]
[F] [C]
[F]
[C] [Dm]
[C] [Fm] [C]
Frank Proffitt, [F] a tobacco farmer and banjo picker of the Smoky Mountains, had a grandfather
who taught him a lot of songs.
His grandfather taught him the song Tom Dooley, and Frank
taught the song to all of us.
But I thought I'd sing another [C] song that his grandfather
taught him, a true story of [F]
about a hundred years ago.
[Cm] I'm going [Dm] across [C] the mountains, oh fare you well,
Going across the [F] mountains, you can hear my banjo tell.
Got my rations on my back, my potter, it is [Gm] dry.
Going across the [F] mountains, oh Chrissy, don't you cry.
Going across the mountains, to join the boys in blue,
When this fighting's over, I'll come back to you.
[C]
[F]
[C] Going across the mountains, [F] if I have to crawl,
To give old Jeff's men a little of my [C] rifle ball.
[Dm]
Steak, [Fm] you'll miss me when I'm gone, [G] but I'm going through.
[C] When [G] this fighting's [F] over, [C] I'll come back to you.
[F]
Way before [C] it's good daylight, [Dm] if nothing happens [C] to me,
I'll [F] be way down yonder in old Tennessee.
Going across the mountains, oh fare you well,
Going across the mountains, you can hear my banjo [C] tell.
[F]
[C]
Going across the mountains, [F] oh fare you well,
Going across the mountains, Chrissy, fare you well.
Going [C] across the [F] mountains, to join the boys in blue,
When this fighting's over, I'll come [C] back to you.
[Dm] [G] [F]
[F] [C]
[F]
[C] [Dm]
[C] [Fm] [C]
Frank Proffitt, [F] a tobacco farmer and banjo picker of the Smoky Mountains, had a grandfather
who taught him a lot of songs.
His grandfather taught him the song Tom Dooley, and Frank
taught the song to all of us.
But I thought I'd sing another [C] song that his grandfather
taught him, a true story of [F]
about a hundred years ago.
[Cm] I'm going [Dm] across [C] the mountains, oh fare you well,
Going across the [F] mountains, you can hear my banjo tell.
Got my rations on my back, my potter, it is [Gm] dry.
Going across the [F] mountains, oh Chrissy, don't you cry.
Going across the mountains, to join the boys in blue,
When this fighting's over, I'll come back to you.
[C]
[F]
[C] Going across the mountains, [F] if I have to crawl,
To give old Jeff's men a little of my [C] rifle ball.
[Dm]
Steak, [Fm] you'll miss me when I'm gone, [G] but I'm going through.
[C] When [G] this fighting's [F] over, [C] I'll come back to you.
[F]
Way before [C] it's good daylight, [Dm] if nothing happens [C] to me,
I'll [F] be way down yonder in old Tennessee.
Going across the mountains, oh fare you well,
Going across the mountains, you can hear my banjo [C] tell.
[F]
[C]
Going across the mountains, [F] oh fare you well,
Going across the mountains, Chrissy, fare you well.
Going [C] across the [F] mountains, to join the boys in blue,
When this fighting's over, I'll come [C] back to you.
[Dm] [G] [F]
Key:
C
F
Dm
G
Fm
C
F
Dm
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ [F] _ [G] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [Dm] _ _
[C] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
Frank Proffitt, _ _ [F] a tobacco farmer and banjo picker of the Smoky Mountains, _ had a grandfather
who taught him a lot of songs. _ _ _ _
His grandfather taught him the song Tom Dooley, and Frank
taught the song to all of us.
_ _ But I thought I'd sing another [C] song that his grandfather
taught him, a true story of [F] _
about a hundred years ago. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] I'm going [Dm] across [C] the mountains, oh fare you well,
Going across the [F] mountains, you can hear my banjo tell. _ _
Got my rations on my back, my potter, it is [Gm] dry.
Going across the [F] mountains, oh Chrissy, don't you cry.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Going across the mountains, to join the boys in blue,
When this fighting's over, I'll come back to you.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ Going across the mountains, [F] if I have to crawl,
To give old Jeff's men a little of my [C] rifle ball.
_ [Dm] _ _
Steak, [Fm] you'll miss me when I'm gone, [G] but I'm going through.
[C] When [G] this fighting's [F] over, [C] I'll come back to you.
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Way before [C] it's good daylight, [Dm] if nothing happens [C] to me,
I'll [F] be way down yonder in old Tennessee.
Going across the mountains, oh fare you well,
Going across the mountains, you can hear my banjo [C] tell.
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ Going across the mountains, [F] _ oh fare you well,
_ Going across the mountains, Chrissy, fare you well.
Going [C] across the [F] mountains, to join the boys in blue,
When this fighting's over, I'll come [C] back to you.
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ [Dm] _ _
[C] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
Frank Proffitt, _ _ [F] a tobacco farmer and banjo picker of the Smoky Mountains, _ had a grandfather
who taught him a lot of songs. _ _ _ _
His grandfather taught him the song Tom Dooley, and Frank
taught the song to all of us.
_ _ But I thought I'd sing another [C] song that his grandfather
taught him, a true story of [F] _
about a hundred years ago. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] I'm going [Dm] across [C] the mountains, oh fare you well,
Going across the [F] mountains, you can hear my banjo tell. _ _
Got my rations on my back, my potter, it is [Gm] dry.
Going across the [F] mountains, oh Chrissy, don't you cry.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Going across the mountains, to join the boys in blue,
When this fighting's over, I'll come back to you.
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ Going across the mountains, [F] if I have to crawl,
To give old Jeff's men a little of my [C] rifle ball.
_ [Dm] _ _
Steak, [Fm] you'll miss me when I'm gone, [G] but I'm going through.
[C] When [G] this fighting's [F] over, [C] I'll come back to you.
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Way before [C] it's good daylight, [Dm] if nothing happens [C] to me,
I'll [F] be way down yonder in old Tennessee.
Going across the mountains, oh fare you well,
Going across the mountains, you can hear my banjo [C] tell.
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ Going across the mountains, [F] _ oh fare you well,
_ Going across the mountains, Chrissy, fare you well.
Going [C] across the [F] mountains, to join the boys in blue,
When this fighting's over, I'll come [C] back to you.
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _