Chords for Hazel Dickens - West Virginia Music Hall of Fame
Tempo:
89 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Ladies and gentlemen, to perform her classic song,
West Virginia My Home, Hazel Dickens accompanied by Molly
and Tim O'Brien.
[G]
We're in the pic.
I'm borrowing the music.
Uh-oh, where's my?
I'm not that tall.
I think you're supposed to sing on that mic.
Oh, that wasn't?
You want me to sing on this one?
I think so.
Is that [A#] OK?
That's fine.
Yeah, this is fine.
[D]
I have Tim and Molly O'Brien up here to help me.
[D] I didn't know I'm all cleaned up.
That is you, ain't it?
West Virginia, [G] oh, [D] West Virginia, where I [A]
belong.
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, [A] place that I [D] call home.
Been years now since [G] I left you.
And [D] this city life's about the best [A] of me.
I [D] can't remember why I left so free.
[G] What I wanted to do, what I wanted to be.
[D] But I can't sure [A] remember where I [D] come from.
West Virginia, oh, [G] my home.
[D] West Virginia, where I [A] belong.
In [D] the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, the [A] place that I [D] call home.
[G]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[G]
[D]
[A] [D]
Well, I paid the price for [G] the leaver.
[D] And this life I have, not one I thought [E] I'd find.
[A]
[D] Let me live, let me cry [G] when I go.
Just let me die [D] among the [A] friends who'll remember [D] when I'm gone.
West Virginia, oh, [G]
[D] West Virginia, [Bm] where I belong.
[A]
[C#m] In [D] the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those [A] hills, the place that I [D] call home.
[G]
Oh, I [D]
can see it so clear [A] in my mind.
[G] Oh, [D]
I smell my niece, the [A] coal mine.
[D] In the dead of the night, in the still and the [G] quiet,
I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, [A] the place that I call [F]
[G] home.
[D]
[N]
West Virginia My Home, Hazel Dickens accompanied by Molly
and Tim O'Brien.
[G]
We're in the pic.
I'm borrowing the music.
Uh-oh, where's my?
I'm not that tall.
I think you're supposed to sing on that mic.
Oh, that wasn't?
You want me to sing on this one?
I think so.
Is that [A#] OK?
That's fine.
Yeah, this is fine.
[D]
I have Tim and Molly O'Brien up here to help me.
[D] I didn't know I'm all cleaned up.
That is you, ain't it?
West Virginia, [G] oh, [D] West Virginia, where I [A]
belong.
In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, [A] place that I [D] call home.
Been years now since [G] I left you.
And [D] this city life's about the best [A] of me.
I [D] can't remember why I left so free.
[G] What I wanted to do, what I wanted to be.
[D] But I can't sure [A] remember where I [D] come from.
West Virginia, oh, [G] my home.
[D] West Virginia, where I [A] belong.
In [D] the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, the [A] place that I [D] call home.
[G]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[G]
[D]
[A] [D]
Well, I paid the price for [G] the leaver.
[D] And this life I have, not one I thought [E] I'd find.
[A]
[D] Let me live, let me cry [G] when I go.
Just let me die [D] among the [A] friends who'll remember [D] when I'm gone.
West Virginia, oh, [G]
[D] West Virginia, [Bm] where I belong.
[A]
[C#m] In [D] the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those [A] hills, the place that I [D] call home.
[G]
Oh, I [D]
can see it so clear [A] in my mind.
[G] Oh, [D]
I smell my niece, the [A] coal mine.
[D] In the dead of the night, in the still and the [G] quiet,
I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, [A] the place that I call [F]
[G] home.
[D]
[N]
Key:
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_ _ _ _ _ _
Ladies and gentlemen, to perform her classic song,
West Virginia My Home, Hazel Dickens accompanied by Molly
and Tim O'Brien. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We're in the pic.
I'm borrowing the music.
Uh-oh, where's my?
I'm not that tall. _
I think you're supposed to sing on that mic.
Oh, that wasn't?
You want me to sing on this one?
I think so.
Is that [A#] OK?
That's fine.
Yeah, this is fine.
_ [D] _ _ _ _
_ I have Tim and Molly O'Brien up here to help me.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ I didn't know I'm all cleaned up.
_ _ _ _ That is you, ain't it? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
West Virginia, [G] oh, _ _ _ _ _ [D] West Virginia, _ where I [A]
belong.
_ _ In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, [A] place that I [D] call _ home.
_ Been _ years now since [G] I left you.
_ And [D] this city life's about the best [A] of me.
_ _ I [D] can't remember why I left so free.
[G] What I wanted to do, what I wanted to be.
[D] But I can't sure [A] remember where I [D] come from. _ _
West Virginia, _ _ oh, [G] my _ home. _
[D] West Virginia, _ _ where I [A] belong. _ _
In [D] the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, the [A] place that I [D] call home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
Well, I paid the price for [G] the leaver. _ _
[D] And this life I have, not one I thought [E] I'd find.
_ [A] _
_ [D] Let me live, let me cry [G] when I go.
Just let me die [D] among the [A] friends who'll remember [D] when I'm gone. _
_ West _ _ Virginia, oh, [G] _ _ _ _
_ [D] West Virginia, _ _ [Bm] where I belong.
[A] _
_ _ [C#m] In [D] the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those [A] hills, the place that I [D] call home.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ Oh, I [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
can see it so clear [A] in my mind. _ _ _
[G] Oh, _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ I smell my niece, the [A] coal mine. _ _ _
[D] In the dead of the night, in the still and the [G] quiet,
I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, [A] the place that I call [F] _
_ _ [G] _ _ home.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
Ladies and gentlemen, to perform her classic song,
West Virginia My Home, Hazel Dickens accompanied by Molly
and Tim O'Brien. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We're in the pic.
I'm borrowing the music.
Uh-oh, where's my?
I'm not that tall. _
I think you're supposed to sing on that mic.
Oh, that wasn't?
You want me to sing on this one?
I think so.
Is that [A#] OK?
That's fine.
Yeah, this is fine.
_ [D] _ _ _ _
_ I have Tim and Molly O'Brien up here to help me.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ I didn't know I'm all cleaned up.
_ _ _ _ That is you, ain't it? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
West Virginia, [G] oh, _ _ _ _ _ [D] West Virginia, _ where I [A]
belong.
_ _ In the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, [A] place that I [D] call _ home.
_ Been _ years now since [G] I left you.
_ And [D] this city life's about the best [A] of me.
_ _ I [D] can't remember why I left so free.
[G] What I wanted to do, what I wanted to be.
[D] But I can't sure [A] remember where I [D] come from. _ _
West Virginia, _ _ oh, [G] my _ home. _
[D] West Virginia, _ _ where I [A] belong. _ _
In [D] the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, the [A] place that I [D] call home. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
Well, I paid the price for [G] the leaver. _ _
[D] And this life I have, not one I thought [E] I'd find.
_ [A] _
_ [D] Let me live, let me cry [G] when I go.
Just let me die [D] among the [A] friends who'll remember [D] when I'm gone. _
_ West _ _ Virginia, oh, [G] _ _ _ _
_ [D] West Virginia, _ _ [Bm] where I belong.
[A] _
_ _ [C#m] In [D] the dead of the night, in the still and the quiet,
[G] I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those [A] hills, the place that I [D] call home.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ Oh, I [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
can see it so clear [A] in my mind. _ _ _
[G] Oh, _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ I smell my niece, the [A] coal mine. _ _ _
[D] In the dead of the night, in the still and the [G] quiet,
I slip away like a bird in flying [D] packs.
In those hills, [A] the place that I call [F] _
_ _ [G] _ _ home.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _
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