Chords for Willie Nelson ~ LumberJack & No Place For Me~
Tempo:
74.85 bpm
Chords used:
D
C
Bm
F#m
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Hi, this is Willie Nelson.
What you're listening to is a collection of classic and unreleased recordings
that have been carefully selected to show the development of my career
from the 50s through the 80s.
We've included several songs that I've written over the years
as well as my old favorites from some of the greats like Hank Williams,
Bob Wills, and Floyd Tillman.
The first two songs you're going to hear are from the very first record I ever made
back in 1957 when I was a DJ in Portland, Oregon.
Actually, it was Vancouver, Washington, right across the river.
This record hasn't been available since then, and I'm very proud to present it to you now.
So sit back and enjoy this very special collection.
I was born on a farm down in Iowa
I pulled the tall corn and I [F#m] worked in the hay
Got caught by a [Bm] girlie but she set me free
[D] I heard the timber out in Oregon calling me
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far [F#m] forward and three fur back?
[D] Is it two for a stop and [Bm] four for go?
[D] Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
I learned this fact from a logger named Ray
[F] You don't cut timber [F#m] on a windy day
Stay [D] out of the woods when the moisture's low
Are you ain't gonna live to collect your dough?
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is [D] it two for a stop and four for go?
[Bm] Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
Well, you work in the woods from morn till night
[D#] And you laugh and you sing and you cuss [F#m] and you fight
[D] And on a Saturday night you [Bm] go to Eugene
And on Sunday morning your pockets are clean
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is it two for a stop and four for go?
Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
[A] Well, you work in the winter in the [D] rain and the sleep
And in the summer [F#m] you darn near die from the heat
[Bm] And at night you're so tired that you sleep in your socks
And [D] you dream of Paul Bunyan and his big blue ox
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is it two for a stop and four for [Bm] go?
Boy, ask the whistle pump, [D] I don't know
[Bm] [C]
Your love is as cold as north wind blow
And the river that runs to the sea
How can I go on when your only love is gone?
I can see this is no place for me
The [G] light in your eyes is still shining
It shines, but it don't shine [C] for me
It's a story so [F] old, another love grown [C] cold
I can see this is [C] no place for me
[F]
[C]
[F] [C]
[G] The light in your eyes is still shining
It shines, but it don't [C] shine for me
It's a story so [F] old, another love grown cold
I can see this is no place [C] for me
What you're listening to is a collection of classic and unreleased recordings
that have been carefully selected to show the development of my career
from the 50s through the 80s.
We've included several songs that I've written over the years
as well as my old favorites from some of the greats like Hank Williams,
Bob Wills, and Floyd Tillman.
The first two songs you're going to hear are from the very first record I ever made
back in 1957 when I was a DJ in Portland, Oregon.
Actually, it was Vancouver, Washington, right across the river.
This record hasn't been available since then, and I'm very proud to present it to you now.
So sit back and enjoy this very special collection.
I was born on a farm down in Iowa
I pulled the tall corn and I [F#m] worked in the hay
Got caught by a [Bm] girlie but she set me free
[D] I heard the timber out in Oregon calling me
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far [F#m] forward and three fur back?
[D] Is it two for a stop and [Bm] four for go?
[D] Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
I learned this fact from a logger named Ray
[F] You don't cut timber [F#m] on a windy day
Stay [D] out of the woods when the moisture's low
Are you ain't gonna live to collect your dough?
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is [D] it two for a stop and four for go?
[Bm] Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
Well, you work in the woods from morn till night
[D#] And you laugh and you sing and you cuss [F#m] and you fight
[D] And on a Saturday night you [Bm] go to Eugene
And on Sunday morning your pockets are clean
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is it two for a stop and four for go?
Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
[A] Well, you work in the winter in the [D] rain and the sleep
And in the summer [F#m] you darn near die from the heat
[Bm] And at night you're so tired that you sleep in your socks
And [D] you dream of Paul Bunyan and his big blue ox
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is it two for a stop and four for [Bm] go?
Boy, ask the whistle pump, [D] I don't know
[Bm] [C]
Your love is as cold as north wind blow
And the river that runs to the sea
How can I go on when your only love is gone?
I can see this is no place for me
The [G] light in your eyes is still shining
It shines, but it don't shine [C] for me
It's a story so [F] old, another love grown [C] cold
I can see this is [C] no place for me
[F]
[C]
[F] [C]
[G] The light in your eyes is still shining
It shines, but it don't [C] shine for me
It's a story so [F] old, another love grown cold
I can see this is no place [C] for me
Key:
D
C
Bm
F#m
F
D
C
Bm
_ Hi, this is Willie Nelson.
What you're listening to is a collection of classic and unreleased recordings
that have been carefully selected to show the development of my career
from the 50s through the 80s.
We've included several songs that I've written over the years
as well as my old favorites from some of the greats like Hank Williams,
Bob Wills, and Floyd Tillman.
The first two songs you're going to hear are from the very first record I ever made
back in 1957 when I was a DJ in Portland, Oregon.
Actually, it was Vancouver, Washington, right across the river.
This record hasn't been available since then, and I'm very proud to present it to you now.
So sit back and enjoy this very special collection. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I was born on a farm down in Iowa
I pulled the tall corn and I [F#m] worked in the hay
Got caught by a [Bm] girlie but she set me free
_ [D] I heard the timber out in Oregon calling me
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far [F#m] forward and three fur back?
[D] Is it two for a stop and [Bm] four for go?
_ [D] Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know _
I learned this fact from a logger named Ray
[F] You don't cut timber [F#m] on a windy day
Stay [D] out of the woods when the moisture's low
Are you ain't gonna live to collect your dough?
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is [D] it two for a stop and four for go?
[Bm] _ Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
Well, you work in the woods from morn till night
[D#] And you laugh and you sing and you cuss [F#m] and you fight
[D] And on a Saturday night you [Bm] go to Eugene
And on Sunday morning your pockets are clean
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is it two for a stop and four for go?
_ Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
_ [A] Well, you work in the winter in the [D] rain and the sleep
And in the summer [F#m] you darn near die from the heat
_ [Bm] And at night you're so tired that you sleep in your socks
And [D] you dream of Paul Bunyan and his big blue ox
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is it two for a stop and four for [Bm] go?
_ Boy, ask the whistle pump, [D] I don't know
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Your love is as cold as north wind blow
And the river that runs to the sea
How can I go on when your only love is gone?
I can see this is no place for me
The [G] light in your eyes is still shining
It shines, but it don't shine [C] for me
It's a story so [F] old, another love grown [C] cold
I can see this is [C] no place for me
_ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [G] The light in your eyes is still shining
It shines, but it don't [C] shine for me
It's a story so [F] old, another love grown cold
I can see this is no place [C] for me _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
What you're listening to is a collection of classic and unreleased recordings
that have been carefully selected to show the development of my career
from the 50s through the 80s.
We've included several songs that I've written over the years
as well as my old favorites from some of the greats like Hank Williams,
Bob Wills, and Floyd Tillman.
The first two songs you're going to hear are from the very first record I ever made
back in 1957 when I was a DJ in Portland, Oregon.
Actually, it was Vancouver, Washington, right across the river.
This record hasn't been available since then, and I'm very proud to present it to you now.
So sit back and enjoy this very special collection. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I was born on a farm down in Iowa
I pulled the tall corn and I [F#m] worked in the hay
Got caught by a [Bm] girlie but she set me free
_ [D] I heard the timber out in Oregon calling me
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far [F#m] forward and three fur back?
[D] Is it two for a stop and [Bm] four for go?
_ [D] Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know _
I learned this fact from a logger named Ray
[F] You don't cut timber [F#m] on a windy day
Stay [D] out of the woods when the moisture's low
Are you ain't gonna live to collect your dough?
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is [D] it two for a stop and four for go?
[Bm] _ Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
Well, you work in the woods from morn till night
[D#] And you laugh and you sing and you cuss [F#m] and you fight
[D] And on a Saturday night you [Bm] go to Eugene
And on Sunday morning your pockets are clean
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is it two for a stop and four for go?
_ Boy, ask the whistle pump, I don't know
_ [A] Well, you work in the winter in the [D] rain and the sleep
And in the summer [F#m] you darn near die from the heat
_ [Bm] And at night you're so tired that you sleep in your socks
And [D] you dream of Paul Bunyan and his big blue ox
Hey, won't you tell me, Mr.
Lumberjack
Is it one far forward and three fur back?
Is it two for a stop and four for [Bm] go?
_ Boy, ask the whistle pump, [D] I don't know
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Your love is as cold as north wind blow
And the river that runs to the sea
How can I go on when your only love is gone?
I can see this is no place for me
The [G] light in your eyes is still shining
It shines, but it don't shine [C] for me
It's a story so [F] old, another love grown [C] cold
I can see this is [C] no place for me
_ _ _ [F] _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ [G] The light in your eyes is still shining
It shines, but it don't [C] shine for me
It's a story so [F] old, another love grown cold
I can see this is no place [C] for me _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _