Leslie Fish - Chicasaw mountain

^AmHigh up on the ^Cmountain of ^DChickasaw, they ^Esay, There's one patch of d^E7arkness that ^Amnever yields to ^Eday; ^AmDeep are those ^Fsha^Cdows, ^Gold as the ^Ammount^Gain, ^FSomething is ^Gwaiting in ^Ethere; call on her ^Fif ^Gyou ^Amdare! ^AmSeek no ^Fle^Dmvel ^Gof God or^E devil;^Am she's something ^Golder by^E far, Call her "Lady ^E7Of the Morning ^AmStar". ^{E7 Am}

^AmShe offers two ^Cbargains. The ^Dprice is steep and ^Edark; The one takes your ^E7life, and the ^Amother leaves a^E mark. ^AmIf there's a ^Fthird ^Cone, ^GI've never ^Amheard ^Gone, ^FChoose for your^Gself, what's the ^Efee? ^ENothing she ^Fgives ^Gis ^Amfree! ^AmName ^Fyour ^Dmgoal--^Gshe won't a^Esk your so^Amul-- ^Amshe might ^Geven give you her ^Eown-- ^EAnd maybe you'd be ^E7better off alo^Amne! ^{E7 Am}

^AmMy old fellow ^Crebel: I ^Dknow what deal he ^Emade; The Power rang ^E7through every ^Amsong he wrote and ^Eplayed; ^AmMade him the ^Fbest ^Cof ^Ghis gene^Amration^G, ^FSang to the ^Gend of the ^EWar--and not a ^Fmom^Gent ^Ammore. ^AmThen it ^Fleft ^Dmhim. The ^GPower ^Ebereft ^Amhim, ^Am left him but ^Gone fate to ^Esee-- ^EHanging on his ^E7sister's apple ^Amtree.^{E7 Am}

^AmForgive my old ^Cbuddy, who ^Dsoon forgot my ^Ename; I chose not to ^E7follow his ^Amseven years of ^Efame. ^AmHe took the ^Fhigh ^Croad, ^GI take ^Amthe ^Glow road, ^FSing second ^Gplace, but sing ^Elong-- and ^Fhave always ^Gone more ^Amsong! ^AmTake ^Fyour ^Dmstars and ^Ggive ^Eme my ^Amscars, ^AmI'd rather ^Glive long and be ^Efree-- ^ESo take his ^E7cup the ^Amhell away from ^E7me! ^Am

^AmWhoever has ^Cwisdom can ^Dguess what lies un^Esaid The cost of the^E7 Gift to the ^Amliving and the ^Edead; ^AmStill, if you ^Ffeel ^Cyou'll ^Ggain ^Amby the ^Gdeal, ^FYou'll play with the ^Gold Morning ^EStar --^Fno need to ^Gtravel ^Amfar. ^AmDon't ^Fjust ^Dmcount on ^GChicka^Esaw ^AmMountain ^Amif there's a ^GDeal meant for ^Eyou ^EAny wild ^E7place on ^AmEarth will ^E7do. ^Am