Slaid Cleaves - Lydia
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Key of Eb, capo 1, play in D
C / F / Am / G
CLydie lit a FcigarettAme todayG
CAncient fumbling Ffingers iAmn her Gway
From a fForty year old cAmoffee cup she sGipped a bit of Fgin
AmClosed her eGyes and let the Fmemories in.
She lives in the old place all alone,
Keeps in touch with neighbors by the phone
Grows roses on the graves of her firstborn and his father
And the coal trucks never bother her
COh LAmydie, let him gGo the boy is Fgone
AmHer mother sGtruggled as she Ftore him from her arms
COh LAmydia your tGears are heaven??F?s rain
AmBut she nGever was the Fsame
A cotton dress and satin shoes
Indian summer sun, dressed in amber hues
Spending time with a coal miner’s son
To an old time fiddle tune
The months went by just like a breeze that year,
They wed in June, and by the fall the boy was here
Word come down from Big Stone, there’s a fire in the mine
And eleven men they couldn’t find
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She watched them pull him from the hole,
The overalls he wore were blackened by the smoke,
Lydie twice had had this dream and twice it had come true
And when she saw his father’s boots she knew.
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