Emmylou Harris - She

^EbShe ^G7she came from the land of the cotton ^CmLand that was ^Eb7nearly forgotten by ^Abeveryon^Ebe ^EbAnd She ^G7worked and she slaved so hard ^CmA big old f^Eb7ield was her back ^Abyard in the delta ^Ebsun ^DbOh, ^Abbut she sure could ^Ebsing ^DbOh, ^Abshe sure could ^Ebsing ^EbThen He ^G7looked down and he took a little pity ^CmThe whole town ^Eb7swore he ^Abdecided He'd help her ^Ebsome ^EbAnd he ^G7didn't mind if she wasn't very pretty ^CmFor deep inside ^Eb7his heart he ^Abknew She was the only ^Ebone ^DbOh ^Abbut she sure could ^Ebsing ^DbOh ^Abshe sure could ^Ebsing ^BbShe had faith, she had believing ^EbLed all the people together in singing ^BbAnd she prayed every night to the lord up above ^AbHall^Ebelu^Fmjah ^Fm/Ab oh halle^Bblujah ^EbThey w^G7ould walk singing songs by the river ^CmEven when she ^Eb7knew for sure ^AbShe had to go ^Ebaway ^EbAnd she ^G7never knew what her life had to give her ^CmAnd never had to ^Eb7worry about it For one ^Absingle ^Ebday ^DbOh ^Abbut she sure could ^Ebsing ^DbYes ^Abyes sure could ^Ebsing ^{Db Ab Eb}