Mark Brinkman — Bluestone Mountain

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[Verse 1]
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If you travel through the hills of West Virginia
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Down to where the Greenbriar winds
 Am                            G
Turn your ear toward Bluestone Mountain
         F                  E7                    Am
And you just might hear the sound of a young girl cryin’

[Chorus]
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Some say it’s the wind through the canyon
      F                Dm7              E7
As it blows a lonesome sound through the pines
 C                             G
Some say it’s the sound of the river
    F               G            Am
But I say it’s just Cora Jones a cryin’

[Verse 2]
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Cora lived alone on Bluestone Mountain
       F                   G                 Am
With a little blond haired boy there by her side
    Am                          G
The bloody civil war made her a widow
           F             E7                 Am
And little Jacob was her life-blood and her pride

[Chorus]
 C                                 G
Some say it’s the wind through the canyon
      F                Dm7              E7
As it blows a lonesome sound through the pines
 C                             G
Some say it’s the sound of the river
    F               G            Am
But I say it’s just Cora Jones a cryin’

[Verse 3]
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Sometimes I wonder if God watches
    F                  G             Am
And sometimes life can turn in cruel ways
            Am                      G
‘Cause on a cold autumn day in late October
       F              E7              Am
Little Jacob wandered in Scott Hollow Cave

[Verse 4]
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Now the caves of West Virginia run forever
      F              G                  Am
Like a maze of black ribbon through the ground
 Am                            G
Cora went to search for little Jacob
   F            E7            Am
Neither Jake or Cora would be found

[Chorus]
 C                                 G
Some say it’s the wind through the canyon
      F                Dm7              E7
As it blows a lonesome sound through the pines
 C                             G
Some say it’s the sound of the river
    F               G            Am
But I say it’s just Cora Jones a cryin’

[Verse 5]
            Am                              G
So, if you wander through the hills of West Virginia
 F                G          Am
Down to where the Greenbriar winds
    Am                              G
Just turn your ear toward Bluestone Mountain
        F                   E7                    Am
And you just might hear the sound of a young girl cryin’		
    

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