Little Whitewashed Chimney
(G) Where the Mississippi’s (G7) Flowing on it’s (C) sunny sorthern shore
And the (D) Steamboat comes a puffing round the bend (G) (D)
There’s a (G) little old log (G7) cabin with a (C) grapevine o’re the door
And a little (D) whitewashed chimney at the (G) end (D)
(G) Oh, I went away up (G7) North when they (C) told me I would find
Money (D) hanging round like apples on the trees (G) (D)
But (G) like my sweetheart (G7) told me there was (C) nothing of the kind
And the (D) weather was so cold I thought I’d (G) freeze (D)
I’m (G) going back, yes (G7) going back to the (C) place I love so well (G)
To the folks who’ll want me all their own (D) again (D7)
To the (G) little old log cabin (G7) with the (C) grapevine o’re the door
And a (D) little whitewashed chimney at the end. (G) (D)
(G) I can see that smoke (G7) arising from that (C) little chimney top
As it (D) welcomes me and meets me on the breeze (G) (D)
(G) Then I’ll start a (G7) running and I (C) know I’ll never stop
Til I’ve (D) landed in that cabin on my knees (G) (D)