Chords for Rhiannon Giddens, Pretty Saro, Summerstage, NYC 6-16-18

You know, there's a word that's been thrown a lot around lately, _ immigration.
_ _ _ And I've been really bothered because when you know the history of this country,
_ it puts everything in perspective.
And this is a song that's really been wanting to be sung.
It's an old traditional song that I learned some years ago.
And it reminds us that people who are
leaving one place for another are often leaving for the same reasons over hundreds of years.
And they are leaving the same things behind.
And they often have very, very much the same thoughts.
And so I'm going to sing this for you from Western North Carolina because it wants to be sung.
And just the connection, I don't know.
Anyway. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ When I first come to this country _ _ _ [N] in _ _ _ 1849, _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] I saw many fair lovers, _ but [D] I _ _ _ saw [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
me.
_ So that I was quite _ _ _ alone.
And me, a [G] _ _ _ [N] stranger, and a long ways from home.
_ _ _ _ Well, it's not this long journey _ I'm dreading for to go.
_ _ Nor the country that I'm leaving.
Nor the nights that I'm [Abm] _ there.
[E] There's only _ _ one [N] _ _ _
_ _ trouble [Dm] _ I'm [N] _
facing.
_ And that's leaving a _ _ pretty sad road _ behind. _ _ _
Fare thee well to old mother, _ _ _ _ to father too.
_ I'm going for a trample _ _ this way. _ _
_ _ And when _ _ I get here with me, _ _ _ _ I'll sit down and cry.
And _ I'll think of _ _ _ _ _ me sad road my bride. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I was a turtledove, _ _ had wings and cool sky.
_ _ Right now to my lover's lodging, to [Cm] _
your _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ side.
_ And watch the _ little windows for the coming _ of the day. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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