Kate Wolf – Old Jerome (Guitar)

F                        
Talking with good friends

    C                                G7
And walking the streets of rough-cut stone

        C                  
She was once a miner's city

         F                                   C
Now the ghost of a dying town, but there's a fire 

        G7              C
Burning bright in old Jerome

Am                          Em
Some have come for fortune, some have come for love

    F                      C                  G7
And some have come for the things they cannot see

        C                         
Now the grass is green and growing

          F                             C
Where the gardens once had died and the birds sing 

       G7              C        G7   C
In the young Ailanthus trees

       F               
You'll never really go

              C                            G7
'Cause she'll have a hold on you until you die

         C 
With her ground moving crazy

    F                                C
Her fierce wind blowing free and her ruins 

         G7                C
Standing proud against the sky

Am                             Em
Houses cling to mountains like miners cling to dreams

          F              C                  G7
They hold on so long and then they just let go

         C 
And this mountain she's your mistress

       F                               C
You'll ride her 'til you fall and wash down

       G7           C
To the valley far below

          Am                       F 
There are stories they tell on Cleopatra

          C                         G7
There are stories that never can be told

    Am           F               C             Am
The wind and the rain sing their mountain lullaby

    G                  G7      C
The copper shines like Arizona gold

        F
Staring out with empty eyes

     C                                 G7
Like beggars blind and lame that do no harm

           C 
With their empty rooms that hold

    F                             C
The old town's memories and their doorways 

           G7             C
That reach out like empty arms

       Am                                  Em
In the streets the children play, climbing up the crooked stairs

    F                C               G7
And lovers touch and turn to go back home

        C 
And the sounds of hammers echo

       F                        C
In the once forgotten halls and hope stirs

       G7             C
In the heart of old Jerome

    Am                        F
The moon shines bright on Cleopatra

          C                        G7
Where the mines lie sleeping far below

    Am           F               C             Am
The wind and the rain sing their mountain lullaby

    G                  G7      C
The copper shines like Arizona gold