Doc Watson – Rye Cove (Guitar)

Capo 3 • Video Lesson
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Chords

From the album "Songs from the Southern Mountains" [Intro] C F C G7 C [Verse 1]
   C                   F          C
Oh listen today to the story I'll tell,

    C                         G7
Tis saddened with tear dimmed eyes,

     C                     F         C
Of a dreadful cyclone that came this way,

    C        G7           C
And blew our schoolhouse away.
[Chorus]
    F         C
Rye Cove, Rye Cove,

    C                         G  G7
The place of my childhood and home,

         C                   F             C
Where in life's early morn I once loved to roam,

    C           G          C     G7   C
But now it's so silent and lone.
[Verse 2]
         C                       F            C
When the great storm appeared it darkened the air,

        C                          G7
And the lightning flashed over the sky,

         C                         F        C
Then the children all cried, don't take us away,

     C          G7      C
But spare us to go back home.
[Chorus]
    F         C
Rye Cove, Rye Cove ,

    C                         G  G7
The place of my childhood and home,

         C                   F             C
Where in life's early morn I once loved to roam,

    C           G          C
But now it's so silent and lone.
[Instrumental] C F C C G7 C [Verse 3]
        C                  F           C
For the mothers so sad and fathers the same,

     C                     G7
They came to this horrible scene,

     C                         F               C
Then searching and crying each found their own child,

C          G7        C
Dying on a pillow of stone.
[Verse 4]
     C                    F             C
Lord give us a home far beyond the blue skies,

       C                        G7
Where storms and cyclones are unknown,

    C                       F            C
And there will we stand and gladly clasp hands

         C               G7       C
With our children in the heavenly home.
[Chorus]
    F         C
Rye Cove, Rye Cove ,

    C                         G  G7
The place of my childhood and home,

         C                   F             C
Where in life's early morn I once loved to roam,

    C           G          C
But now it's so silent and lone.