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RE
About three miles from the Batelle yard
SOL
From the reverse curve on down
RE
Not far south of the town depot
SOL SIm
Sullivan's shack was found
LA RE
Back on the higher ground.
RE
You could see him every day
SOL
Just walking down the line
RE
With his old brown sack across his back
SOL SIm
And his long hair down behind
LA RE
Speaking his worried mind.
RE
cho: It's a long way to the delta
SOL
From the North Georgia hills
RE
A tote sack full of ginseng
SOL SOL7
Won't pay no travelling bills
DO RE
Now, I'm too old to ride the rails
MIm LA
Or thumb the road alone
RE SOL RE
So I guess I'll never make it back to home
RE SOL LA RE
My muddy water Mississippi delta home.
RE
The winters here, they get too cold
SOL
The damp it makes me ill
RE
Can't dig no roots in the mountain side
SOL SIm
With the ground froze hard and still
LA RE
Gotta stay at the foot of the hill.
RE
But next summer, things turn right
SOL
The companies will pay high
RE
I'll make enough money to pay my bills
SOL SIm
Bid these mountains goodbye
LA RE
Then he said with a sigh:
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