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Smoky Mountain Memories

Tom: F

Introdução:  F   Eb   Bb   F   Eb   Bb   F  

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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 *

                                                                         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