Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Verse 1]
Am G
If you travel through the hills of West Virginia
F G Am
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]
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 2]
Am G
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]
Am G
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]
Am G
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’
Am G
If you travel through the hills of West Virginia
F G Am
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]
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 2]
Am G
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]
Am G
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]
Am G
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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