'Carolina in the Pines'
Michael Martin Murphy
Capo 4
strum
Intro
[G] [F#/G] [E/G] [F#/G] [E/G] [C] [G/B]
[D7/A]
Verse
[G]She came [G]to me, said she [F#/G]knew me
[F#/G]Said she'[E/G]d known me a lon[F#/G]g time
[F#/G]And she [C]spoke of being [G/B]in love
[G/B]With every [C]mountain she had [G]climbed
[G]And she [G]talked of trails she?[D]?d walked up
[D]Far a[C]bove the [G]timberline
[G] [C] [G/B]
[G/B]For Caro[C]lina in the [G]pines
Bridge:
[G] [A/G]
Verses (same chords)
There's a full moon on the fourteenth
First quarter twenty-first
And a full moon in the last week
Brings a fullness to the earth.
There's no guess work in the clockwork
Of the world's heart or mine
There are nights I only feel right
With Carolina in the pines.
As the frost grows on the windows
The wood stove smokes and glows
As the fire glows we can warm our souls
Makin' rainbows in the coals.
And we talk of trails we walk up
Far above the timberline
There are nights I only feel right
With Carolina in the pines.
Michael Martin Murphy
Capo 4
strum
Intro
[G] [F#/G] [E/G] [F#/G] [E/G] [C] [G/B]
e----3-3-----X-X-----X-X-----X-X-----X-X-----0-0----------|
B----3-3-----3-3-----3-3-----3-3-----3-3-----1-1-----3-3--|
G----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0-----0-0--|
D----0-0-----4-4-----2-2-----4-4-----2-2-----2-2-----0-0--|
A----2-2-----2-2-----X-X-----2-2-----X-X--3--3-3--2--2-2'-|
E-3--3-3--3--3-3--3--3-3--3--3-3--3--3-3------------------|
[D7/A]
e----0-----3
B----1-----3
G----0-----0
D----0-----0
A-0--0-----2
E-------3--3...to beginning
Verse
[G]She came [G]to me, said she [F#/G]knew me
[F#/G]Said she'[E/G]d known me a lon[F#/G]g time
[F#/G]And she [C]spoke of being [G/B]in love
[G/B]With every [C]mountain she had [G]climbed
[G]And she [G]talked of trails she?[D]?d walked up
[D]Far a[C]bove the [G]timberline
[G] [C] [G/B]
[G/B]For Caro[C]lina in the [G]pines
Bridge:
[G] [A/G]
e----3-----0-0--
B----3-----2-2--
G----0-----2-2--....work in progress, coming soon,
D----0-----2-2-- help is welcome
A----2-----X-X--
E-3'-3--3--3-3--
Verses (same chords)
There's a full moon on the fourteenth
First quarter twenty-first
And a full moon in the last week
Brings a fullness to the earth.
There's no guess work in the clockwork
Of the world's heart or mine
There are nights I only feel right
With Carolina in the pines.
As the frost grows on the windows
The wood stove smokes and glows
As the fire glows we can warm our souls
Makin' rainbows in the coals.
And we talk of trails we walk up
Far above the timberline
There are nights I only feel right
With Carolina in the pines.
