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Date: Tue, 9 Jan 1996 15:18:08 -0800 (PST)
From: "M. Schweisthal" <
[email protected]>
Subject: Chords/Lyrics to "Wildflowers in a Mason Jar" by John Denver
"Wildflowers in a Mason Jar" as performed by John Denver
Brought to you by Mike Schweisthal [
[email protected]]
Chords used: :XX0232 :320003 :X02220
NOTE: I don t know how to do tablature very well, so you ll have to
listen to the song and fiddle with D, G and A suspendeds to get the same
sound that John Denver does on his intro...note that the same "riff" that
you play as an intro comes at the end of each chorus...a | mark
indicates a measure break...enjoy!--Mike
INTRO: | | |
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January back in 55 we rode a Greyhound bus through the Georgia midnight[/tab]
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Grandpa was sleeping and the winter sky was clear[/tab]
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We hit a bump and his head jerked back a little and he mumbled something[/tab]
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He woke up smiling, but his eyes were bright with tears[/tab]
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Said, "I dreamed I was back on the farm...[/tab]
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20 years have passed, boy, but the memory still warms me...[/tab]
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Wildflowers in a Mason Jar..."[/tab]
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He told me those old stories about that one-room cabin in Kentucky[/tab]
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The smell of the rain and the warm earth in his hands[/tab]
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He slowly turned and stared outside; his face was mirrored in the window[/tab]
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And his reflection flew across the moonlit land[/tab]
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And he dreamed he was back on the farm[/tab]
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Tilts his head and listens to the early sound of morning[/tab]
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Wildflowers in a Mason Jar[/tab]
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An old man and an eight-year-old boy rolling down that midnight highway[/tab]
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Kentucky memories from a winter Georgia night[/tab]
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I started drifting off and Grandpa tucked his coat around me[/tab]
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I think I tried to smile as I slowly closed my eyes[/tab]
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And I dreamed I was with him on the farm[/tab]
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"Grandpa, I can hear the evening wind out in the corn...[/tab]
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Wildflowers in a Mason Jar...[/tab]
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Wildflowers in a Mason Jar...[/tab]
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Wildflowers in a Mason Jar..."[/tab]
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And the bus rolled through the night...[/tab]