Cifras
Smoky Mountain Memories

Tono: F

Introducción: F    Eb    Bb    F    Eb    Bb    F    

dificultad
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     F                                                                 Dm  
* Smokey Mountain Memories, 'bout my home in Tennessee
     Bb                                                                    C  
* Yesterday keeps calling me, calling me ho-oo-oo?oo-ome
F                                                                         Dm  
Mountains rising in my soul, higher than the dreams I've known
Bb                                                                                      C                                                         F  
Misty eyes, they cling to me, like Smokey Mountain Mem-o- -ries
                                                                                Dm  
An old gray man with a dog a- -sleep at his feet
                     Gm                                                            Dm  
Plays a worn out fiddle, full of mel-o-dies
        F                                                                            Dm  
He smiles with his eyes, but the lines on his face
Gm                                                      C                    F  
Told me as much as the tunes he played
F                                                                      Dm  
Smokey Mountain Mem-o-ries, pretty girl's in Tennessee
Bb                                                                    C  
I was such a fool to leave, leave her all alo-oo-oo-oo-one
F                                                                            Dm  
Think about her in my dreams, wonder if she thinks of me
Bb                                                                                            C                                                         F  
I always hold her close to me, in my Smokey Mountain Mem-o- -ries
Instrumental: Follow pattern of first two lines of first verse *
F  
                                                                                                Dm  
So mister, play your fiddle please, play some mountain mem-o-ries
Bb                                                                         C  
I've been down a lonely road, so far from ho-oo-oo?oo-ome
F                                                                    Dm  
Nothing left to hold onto, I made some plans but they fell thru
Bb                                                                                                 C                                                         F  
Now there's nothing left for me but my Smokey Mountain Mem-o- -ries
Repeat first verse