Little Whitewashed Chimney


(G) Where the Mississippi’s (G7) Flowing on it’s (C) sunny sorthern shore

And the (D) Steamboat comes a puffing round the bend (G)  (D)

There’s a (G) little old log (G7) cabin with a (C) grapevine o’re the door

And a little (D) whitewashed chimney at the (G) end (D)


(G) Oh, I went away up (G7) North when they (C) told me I would find

Money (D)  hanging round like  apples on the trees (G) (D)

But (G) like my sweetheart (G7) told me there was (C) nothing of the kind

And the (D) weather was so cold I thought I’d  (G) freeze (D)


I’m (G) going back, yes (G7) going back to the (C) place I love so well (G)

To the folks who’ll want me all their own  (D) again (D7)

To the (G) little old log cabin (G7) with the (C) grapevine o’re the door

And a (D) little whitewashed chimney at the end.  (G) (D)


(G) I can see that smoke (G7) arising from that (C) little chimney top

As it (D) welcomes me and meets me on the breeze (G) (D)

(G) Then I’ll start a (G7) running and I (C)  know I’ll never stop

Til I’ve (D) landed in that cabin on my knees (G) (D)