Nashville Bluegrass Band - Little whitewashed chimney

^GWhere the Mississippi?s ^G7Flowing on it?s ^Csunny sorthern shore And the ^DSteamboat comes a puffing round the bend ^{G D} There?s a ^Glittle old log ^G7cabin with a ^Cgrapevine o?re the door And a little ^Dwhitewashed chimney at the ^Gend ^D

^GOh, I went away up ^G7North when they ^Ctold me I would find Money ^Dhanging round like apples on the trees ^{G D} But ^Glike my sweetheart^G7 told me there was^C nothing of the kind And the ^Dweather was so cold I thought I?d ^Gfreeze ^D

I?m ^Ggoing back, yes ^G7going back to the ^Cplace I love so well ^G To the folks who?ll want me all their own ^Dagain ^D7 To the ^Glittle old log cabin ^G7with the ^Cgrapevine o?re the door And a ^Dlittle whitewashed chimney at the end. ^{G D}

^GI can see that smoke ^G7arising from that ^Clittle chimney top As it ^Dwelcomes me and meets me on the breeze ^{G D G}Then I?ll start a ^G7running and I ^Cknow I?ll never stop Til I?ve ^Dlanded in that cabin on my knees ^{G D}