Misc Mashups – The Wolstenholmes - Jackson - Country Roads - Sweet Caroline (Guitar)

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(BOTH)
A
WE GOT MARRIED IN A FEVER HOTTER THAN A PEPPER SPROUT

A                             A7
WE'VE BEEN TALKING 'BOUT JACKSON, EVER SINCE THE FIRE WENT OUT
(Toby)
A7             D                   A
I'm going to  Jackson, gonna mess around

A                      D        E7               A
Yeah, i'm going to  Jackson,  look out Jackson  town
(Torie)
A
Well go on down to Jackson, go ahead and wreck your health

A                                                    A7
Go play your hand, you big talking man, and make a big fool of yourself

A7               D                     A
Yeah, go to  Jackson, go comb your  hair
(Toby)
A                          D
Yeah, I'm gonna snow ball Jackson,
(Torie)
E         A
See if I  care
(Toby)
A
When I breeze into that city, people gonna stoop and bow

A                               A7
All them women gonna make me  teach 'em,  what they don't know how

A7            D                          A
I'm going to  Jackson, turn a loose of my  coat,

 A                     D        E                         A
Yeah, I'm going to  Jackson,  goodbye, that's all she  wrote
[Torie]
A
I'm gonna laugh at you in Jackson, and I'll be dancin' on a pony keg

A                                                            A7
They'll lead ya round town like a scalded hound, with your  tail tucked between your legs

A7           D                         A
Yeah, go to  Jackson, you big talking  man

A                       D         E                 A
And I'll be waiting in  Jackson, behind my jaypan  fan
(BOTH)
A
WE GOT MARRIED IN A FEVER HOTTER THAN A PEPPER SPROUT

A                                  A7
WE'VE BEEN TALKING 'BOUT JACKSON  EVER SINCE THE FIRE WENT OUT

A7                 D                   A
I'M GOING TO  JACKSON, AND THAT'S A  FACT

A                   D         E                   A
YEAH, I'M GOING TO  JACKSON,  AIN'T NEVER COMIN'  BACK

A              F#m             E                       D         A
  Almost Heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.

A                    F#m                    E
  Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the

             D             A
mountains, growin'  like a breeze.
(BOTH)
        A              E7           F#M        D
COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME, TO THE PLACE I BELONG

        A               E             D             A
WEST VIRGINIA, MOUNTAIN MAMA, TAKE ME HOME, COUNTRY ROADS.

A               F#m                 E               D                A
 All my memories  gather 'round her, miner's lady, stranger to blue  water

A                 F#m                  E                         D
  Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, misty taste of moonshine, teardrop

      A
in my eye.
(BOTH)
        A              E7           F#M        D
COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME, TO THE PLACE I BELONG

        A               E             D             A
WEST VIRGINIA, MOUNTAIN MAMA, TAKE ME HOME, COUNTRY ROADS.

F#m          E/G#          A
 I hear her voice, in the mornin' hour she calls me.

    D       A              E
The radio reminds me of my home far away.

    F#m               G            D              A
And drivin' down the road I get a feelin' that I should have been home

E                E7
yesterday, yesterday.
(BOTH)
        A              E7           F#M        D
COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME, TO THE PLACE I BELONG

        A               E             D             A
WEST VIRGINIA, MOUNTAIN MAMA, TAKE ME HOME, COUNTRY ROADS.

        A              E7           F#M        D
COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME, TO THE PLACE I BELONG

        A               E             D             A
WEST VIRGINIA, MOUNTAIN MAMA, TAKE ME HOME, COUNTRY ROADS.

        E                    A
TAKE ME HOME,  COUNTRY ROADS.

        E                    A
TAKE ME HOME,  COUNTRY ROADS.

A              D
Where it began I can't begin to knowin'

A                            E
But then I know it's growin' strong

A                  D
Was in the spring, then spring became a summer

A                               E
Who'd have believed you'd come along
(BOTH)
A      A6
HANDS, TOUCHING HANDS

E            D                      E
REACHING OUT, TOUCHING ME, TOUCHING YOU

 A         D    (D C# F#) D                          E
SWEET CAROLINE,          GOOD TIMES NEVER SEEMED SO GOOD

A         D    (D C# F#) D                     E
I'D BE INCLINED          TO BELIEVE THEY NEVER WOULD

D   C#M  BM
BUT NOW  I

 A                  D
Look at the night    and it don't seem so lonely

A                       E
We fill it up with only two

A                 D
And when I hurt,    hurting runs off my shoulder

A                           E
How can I hurt when holdin' you
(BOTH)
A     A6
WARM,    TOUCHING WARM

E            D                      E
REACHING OUT, TOUCHING ME, TOUCHING YOU

A         D    (D C# F#) D                          E
SWEET CAROLINE,          GOOD TIMES NEVER SEEMED SO GOOD

A         D    (D C# F#) D                     E
I'D BE INCLINED          TO BELIEVE THEY NEVER WOULD

D   C#M  BM
OH  NO   NO

A         D    (D C# F#) D                          E
SWEET CAROLINE,          GOOD TIMES NEVER SEEMED SO GOOD

A         D    (D C# F#) D                     E
I'D BE INCLINED          TO BELIEVE THEY NEVER WOULD

D   C#M  BM
OH  NO   NO
FADE OUT