Ginseng Sullivan ![]() Performed by Julian Lage & Chris Eldrige ![]() A(D)bout three miles from the Battelle yard The river curves on (G)down Not far south of the (D)town depot (G)Sullivan's shack was (Bm)found (A)Back up on the higher (D)ground You could see him every day Just walking down the (G)line With his old brown sack a(D)cross his back And his (G)long hair down be(Bm)hind (A)Speaking his worried (D)mind It's a long way to the delta From the (G)North Georgia hills A tote sack full of (D)ginseng Won't pay my traveling (G)bills (G7) Now (C)I'm too old to (D)ride the rails Or (Em)thumb the road a(A)lone So I (D)guess I'll never (G)make it back to (D)home My muddy water (G)Mississippi (A)delta (D)home The (D)winters here, they get too cold The damp it makes me (G)ill Can't dig no roots in the (D)mountain side With the (G)ground froze hard and (Bm)still Gotta (A)stay at the foot of the (D)hill But next summer, things turn right The companies will pay (G)high I'll make enough money to (D)pay my bills (G)Bid these mountains good(Bm)bye (A)Then he said with a (D)sigh: Our session version ![]() |