Chords for Tony Rice Unit Live in Japan Ginseng Sullivan
Tempo:
128.95 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
A
F#m
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G] [D]
[F#m] [D]
About three miles from the Bat's Hill yard is the reverse [G] curve on death, not far [D] south
from the town [Bm] depot, [A] Sullivan's sack is found, back on the higher [D] ground.
You can see him every day, walking [G] down the lot, with an old brown sack [D] across his back
and a small hair [F#m] down behind, [A] speaking his worried [D] mind.
It's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills, and a toad sack [D] by the gin
scene, old pain, old travel bill.
[C]
And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the [A] road alone, [D] but I guess I'll [G] never make it
back to [D] home.
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home.
[G]
[D] [A]
[D]
[G]
[F#m] [Am] [D]
The winter's here, it gets too cold, the damp it [G] makes me ill.
You can't dig no roots in [Bm] the mountainside, but the ground grows hard [F#m] and still.
You gotta wait [D] at the foot of the hill.
But next summer things turn bright, the companies will [G] pay high, and I'll make enough money
to pay [Bm] my bills and bid these mounds [F#m] goodbye.
[A] Then he said with [D] a sigh, it's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills,
and a toad sack [D] by the gin scene, old pain, old [G] travel bill.
And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the [A] road alone, [D] but I guess [G] I'll never make it
back to [D] home.
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home.
[G]
[D] [A]
[G] [D]
[Am] [D]
It's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills, and a toad sack [D] by the gin
scene, old pain, old [G] travel bill.
[C] And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the road alone, [D] but I guess I'll [G] never make it
[D] back to home.
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home.
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home.
[N]
[F#m] [D]
About three miles from the Bat's Hill yard is the reverse [G] curve on death, not far [D] south
from the town [Bm] depot, [A] Sullivan's sack is found, back on the higher [D] ground.
You can see him every day, walking [G] down the lot, with an old brown sack [D] across his back
and a small hair [F#m] down behind, [A] speaking his worried [D] mind.
It's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills, and a toad sack [D] by the gin
scene, old pain, old travel bill.
[C]
And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the [A] road alone, [D] but I guess I'll [G] never make it
back to [D] home.
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home.
[G]
[D] [A]
[D]
[G]
[F#m] [Am] [D]
The winter's here, it gets too cold, the damp it [G] makes me ill.
You can't dig no roots in [Bm] the mountainside, but the ground grows hard [F#m] and still.
You gotta wait [D] at the foot of the hill.
But next summer things turn bright, the companies will [G] pay high, and I'll make enough money
to pay [Bm] my bills and bid these mounds [F#m] goodbye.
[A] Then he said with [D] a sigh, it's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills,
and a toad sack [D] by the gin scene, old pain, old [G] travel bill.
And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the [A] road alone, [D] but I guess [G] I'll never make it
back to [D] home.
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home.
[G]
[D] [A]
[G] [D]
[Am] [D]
It's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills, and a toad sack [D] by the gin
scene, old pain, old [G] travel bill.
[C] And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the road alone, [D] but I guess I'll [G] never make it
[D] back to home.
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home.
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home.
[N]
Key:
D
G
A
F#m
Bm
D
G
A
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
About three miles from the Bat's Hill yard is the reverse [G] curve on death, not far [D] south
from the town [Bm] depot, [A] Sullivan's sack is found, back on the higher [D] ground.
_ _ You can see him every day, walking [G] down the lot, with an old brown sack [D] across his back
and a small hair [F#m] down behind, [A] speaking his worried [D] mind.
_ _ It's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills, and a toad sack [D] by the gin
scene, old pain, old travel bill.
_ _ [C]
And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the [A] road alone, [D] but I guess I'll [G] never make it
back to [D] home. _
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The winter's here, it gets too cold, the damp it [G] makes me ill.
You can't dig no roots in [Bm] the mountainside, but the ground grows hard [F#m] and still.
You gotta wait [D] at the foot of the hill.
_ But next summer things turn bright, the companies will [G] pay high, and I'll make enough money
to pay [Bm] my bills and bid these mounds [F#m] goodbye.
[A] Then he said with [D] a sigh, _ _ it's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills,
and a toad sack [D] by the gin scene, old pain, old [G] travel bill.
_ And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the [A] road alone, [D] but I guess [G] I'll never make it
back to [D] home. _
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ It's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills, and a toad sack [D] by the gin
scene, old pain, old [G] travel bill. _
[C] And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the road alone, [D] but I guess I'll [G] never make it
[D] back to home.
_ I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home. _ _
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home. _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
About three miles from the Bat's Hill yard is the reverse [G] curve on death, not far [D] south
from the town [Bm] depot, [A] Sullivan's sack is found, back on the higher [D] ground.
_ _ You can see him every day, walking [G] down the lot, with an old brown sack [D] across his back
and a small hair [F#m] down behind, [A] speaking his worried [D] mind.
_ _ It's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills, and a toad sack [D] by the gin
scene, old pain, old travel bill.
_ _ [C]
And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the [A] road alone, [D] but I guess I'll [G] never make it
back to [D] home. _
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ The winter's here, it gets too cold, the damp it [G] makes me ill.
You can't dig no roots in [Bm] the mountainside, but the ground grows hard [F#m] and still.
You gotta wait [D] at the foot of the hill.
_ But next summer things turn bright, the companies will [G] pay high, and I'll make enough money
to pay [Bm] my bills and bid these mounds [F#m] goodbye.
[A] Then he said with [D] a sigh, _ _ it's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills,
and a toad sack [D] by the gin scene, old pain, old [G] travel bill.
_ And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the [A] road alone, [D] but I guess [G] I'll never make it
back to [D] home. _
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ It's a long way from the Delta [G] to the north Georgia hills, and a toad sack [D] by the gin
scene, old pain, old [G] travel bill. _
[C] And I'm too [D] old to ride the [E] rails out on the road alone, [D] but I guess I'll [G] never make it
[D] back to home.
_ I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home. _ _
I'm not in want of Mississippi Delta home. _ _
_ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _