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Poor Valley Girl

Key: G

Introduction:

difficulty
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 G                                                                                           D 
She never could give up the homestead on the farm
                                                                                                     G 
Where they handed off tobacco in the big tobacco barn,
And the long straight road that ran from the house down to the road
             D                                                                                                         G 
That went to AP Carter's Store, down the logging truck she road.
             C                                                                                         G 
Oh, she'd sit and she'd gaze at the foggy mountain top
                         D                                                                                         G 
Where the swift hawk circled 'round the Clinch Mountain rocks.
                     C                                                                                     G 
At the school down in Hiltons, she'd read about the world
       D                                                                                   G 
Created to be conquered by this Poor Valley Girl.

 G                                                                                             D 
Her mother was an Addington, from over Copper Creek
                                                                                                       G 
Her father was of sturdy stock, she was royal but meek.
Her laughter was infectious, her music was pure joy.
             D                                                                                                   G 
And she'd win the hearts of many men, as she had many a boy.
 G                                                                                       D 
Her mother became famous, Maybelle and her guitar
                                                                                                         G 
With sisters Helen and Anita, the family was four star.
She gave the world two daughters, and a son with auburn curls
                   D                                                                                           G 
And I thank God that he gave me this sweet Poor Valley Girl.
             C                                                                                         G 
Oh, she'd sit and she'd gaze at the foggy mountain top
                         D                                                                                         G 
Where the swift hawk circled 'round the Clinch Mountain rocks.
                     C                                                                                     G 
At the school down in Hiltons, she'd read about the world
       D                                                                                   G 
Created to be conquered by this Poor Valley Girl.