Chords for Gone Gonna Rise Again by Si Kahn (with lyrics)
Tempo:
99.45 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
Gm
Cm
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I remember the year that my granddaddy [G] died, gone, gonna rise [C] again.
Well, they dug [Cm] his grave on a [G] mountainside, [Gm] gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Well, I was too young to [G] understand the way he felt about the land,
but [C] I could read his history in his [Gm] hands, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Well, it's corn in the crib and apples in the bin, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Ham and the smoke, icing, cotton [G] in the gin, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Cows in the barn and herds in the lot, [G] you know he never had a lot,
[C] but he worked like the devil for the little he [G] got, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Well, these apple trees on the [G] mountainside, gone, gonna rise again.
He planted the [Cm] seeds just before he [Gm] died, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Well, I guess he knew he'd never see [Gm] the red fruit hanging from a tree,
[C] but he planted those seeds for his children and [Gm] me, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
High on a ridge above [G] a farm, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
I think of my people that have gone, [Gm] gone, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Like a tree that grows in the melting ground, [Gm] the storms of [G] life have gotten down,
[C] but the new wood springs from the roots and the [G] ground, gone, [Gm] gonna [C] rise again.
[Gm] Gone, gonna [C] rise again.
[D] Gone, gonna [C] rise again.
[G]
[N]
Well, they dug [Cm] his grave on a [G] mountainside, [Gm] gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Well, I was too young to [G] understand the way he felt about the land,
but [C] I could read his history in his [Gm] hands, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Well, it's corn in the crib and apples in the bin, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Ham and the smoke, icing, cotton [G] in the gin, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Cows in the barn and herds in the lot, [G] you know he never had a lot,
[C] but he worked like the devil for the little he [G] got, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Well, these apple trees on the [G] mountainside, gone, gonna rise again.
He planted the [Cm] seeds just before he [Gm] died, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Well, I guess he knew he'd never see [Gm] the red fruit hanging from a tree,
[C] but he planted those seeds for his children and [Gm] me, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
High on a ridge above [G] a farm, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
I think of my people that have gone, [Gm] gone, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
Like a tree that grows in the melting ground, [Gm] the storms of [G] life have gotten down,
[C] but the new wood springs from the roots and the [G] ground, gone, [Gm] gonna [C] rise again.
[Gm] Gone, gonna [C] rise again.
[D] Gone, gonna [C] rise again.
[G]
[N]
Key:
C
G
Gm
Cm
D
C
G
Gm
_ _ _ _ _ I remember the year that my granddaddy [G] died, gone, gonna rise [C] again. _
_ Well, they dug [Cm] his grave on a [G] mountainside, [Gm] gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Well, I was too young to [G] understand the way he felt about the land,
but [C] I could read his history in his [Gm] hands, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Well, it's corn in the crib and apples in the bin, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Ham and the smoke, icing, cotton [G] in the gin, gone, gonna [C] rise again. _ _ _
Cows in the barn and herds in the lot, [G] you know he never had a lot,
[C] but he worked like the devil for the little he [G] got, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Well, these apple trees on the [G] mountainside, gone, gonna rise again.
_ _ He planted the [Cm] seeds just before he [Gm] died, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Well, I guess he knew he'd never see [Gm] the red fruit hanging from a tree,
[C] but he planted those seeds for his children and [Gm] me, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ _ High on a ridge above [G] a farm, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ I think of my people that have gone, [Gm] gone, gone, gonna [C] rise again. _ _
Like a tree that grows in the melting ground, [Gm] the storms of [G] life have gotten down,
[C] but the new wood springs from the roots and the [G] ground, gone, [Gm] gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ _ [Gm] Gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ _ [D] Gone, gonna [C] rise again. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ Well, they dug [Cm] his grave on a [G] mountainside, [Gm] gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Well, I was too young to [G] understand the way he felt about the land,
but [C] I could read his history in his [Gm] hands, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Well, it's corn in the crib and apples in the bin, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Ham and the smoke, icing, cotton [G] in the gin, gone, gonna [C] rise again. _ _ _
Cows in the barn and herds in the lot, [G] you know he never had a lot,
[C] but he worked like the devil for the little he [G] got, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Well, these apple trees on the [G] mountainside, gone, gonna rise again.
_ _ He planted the [Cm] seeds just before he [Gm] died, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ Well, I guess he knew he'd never see [Gm] the red fruit hanging from a tree,
[C] but he planted those seeds for his children and [Gm] me, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ _ High on a ridge above [G] a farm, gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ I think of my people that have gone, [Gm] gone, gone, gonna [C] rise again. _ _
Like a tree that grows in the melting ground, [Gm] the storms of [G] life have gotten down,
[C] but the new wood springs from the roots and the [G] ground, gone, [Gm] gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ _ [Gm] Gone, gonna [C] rise again.
_ _ _ [D] Gone, gonna [C] rise again. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _