Recorded in [Eb]
Capo 1st Fret
CHORD : [Fm7] (242222)
INTRO: [D] - [G] - [Bm] - [A] - [D]
VERSE ONE
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
Lydi lit a cigarette today
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
ancient fumblin' fingers in her way.
[G] [Bm] [A] [G]
From a forty year old coffee cup...she sipped a bit of gin,
[Bm] [A] [G]
..closed her eyes and let the memories in.
VERSE TWO
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
She lives in the old place all alone.
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
Keeps in touch with neighbors by the phone.
[G] [Bm] [A] [G]
Grows roses on the graves of her first born and his father,
[Bm] [A] [G]
...and the coal trucks never bothered her
BRIDGE
[D] [Bm] [F#m7] [G]
Oh,..Lydi let him go...the boy is gone.
[Bm] [A] [G]
...Her mother struggled as she tore him from her arms
[D] [Bm] [F#m7] [G]
Oh,..Lydia your tears are heavens rain
[Bm] [A] [G]
...But she never was the same.
VERSE TWO
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
...The cotton dress...the satin shoes.
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
...Indian summer's sun....dressed in amber hues.
[G] [Bm] [A] [G]
...Spending time with a coal miners son.
[Bm] [A] [G]
...To an old-time fiddle tune.
VERSE THREE
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
...Months blew by like a breeze...that year.
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
...They wed in June...and by the fall a boy was here.
[G] [Bm] [A] [G]
Word came down from Bigstone...there's a fire in the mine.
[Bm] [A] [G]
...and eleven men they couldn't find.
BRIDGE
[D] [Bm] [F#m7] [G]
Oh,..Lydi let him go...the boy is gone.
[Bm] [A] [G]
...Her mother struggled as she tore him from her arms
[D] [Bm] [F#m7] [G]
Oh,..Lydia your tears are heavens rain
[Bm] [A] [G]
...But she never was the same.
INSTRUMENTAL: OVER VERSE
VERSE / VOCALS
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
...She watched them pull him from the hole.
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
...The over-alls he wore was blackened by the smoke.
[G] [Bm] [A] [G]
Lydi twice had this dream...and twice it had come true.
[Bm] [A] [G]
...Now, when she saw his father's boots...she knew
BRIDGE REPEAT
OUTRO:VERSE
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
Lydi lit a cigarette today
[D] [G] [Bm] [A]
ancient fumblin' fingers in her way.
[G] [Bm] [A] [G]
From a forty year old coffee cup...she sipped a bit of gin,
[Bm] [A] [G]
...closed her eyes and let the memories in.
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