{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":474854,"song":"Blackwood Hill","artist":"Beccy Cole","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11563583-blackwood-hill-chords-by-beccy-cole/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/474854?type=chord","rating":0.02606,"votes":0,"content":"key: [ch]E[/ch]\r\n[tab]      [ch]E[/ch] \r\nIn my mind I see a picture and my thoughts begin to roam [/tab]\r\n[tab]\t[ch]A[/ch] \r\nto the rowlden hills and valleys that surround my childhood home [/tab]\r\n[tab]\t[ch]F#m[/ch]\t\t\t\t[ch]B7[/ch]\t\t\t\t[ch]E[/ch] \r\nI can almost smell the flowers growing wild along the track down to the stream. [/tab]\r\n \r\n \r\nI hear grandpa telling stories sitting on the front porch swing \r\n[tab]\t   [ch]A[/ch] \r\nscattered all around are pages of the songs that I would sing [/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]F#m[/ch]\t\t\t\t  [ch]B7[/ch] \r\nand there I am cross legged on a dream [/tab]\r\n \r\nChorus: \r\n[tab]    \t [ch]A[/ch] \r\nI'd sing coat of many colours, I knew every word by heart [/tab]\r\n[tab]\t[ch]B[/ch] \r\nand I'd fumble through the changes on an old flat top guitar [/tab]\r\n[tab]\t[ch]A[/ch]\t\t\t     [ch]F#m[/ch]\t   [ch]B7[/ch]\t\t   [ch]E[/ch] \r\nmake believe the city hills rolled into the smokey mountains tennessee. [/tab]\r\n[tab]\t [ch]A[/ch] \r\nI'd swap bubble gum for curtain calls with other kids my age [/tab]\r\n[tab]\t[ch]B[/ch] \r\nand the shows would last for hours on the Opry tree house stage [/tab]\r\n[tab]\t[ch]A[/ch]\t\t\t\t[ch]B7[/ch]\t\t    [ch]E[/ch] \r\nand the dreams of little children echoe still, on Blackwood hill. [/tab]\r\n \r\n \r\nI recall the day I packed my bags and waved Blackwood goodbye \r\nrowlden hills were in my rear view mirror, stars were in my eyes \r\nand I traded hairbrush microphones and tree house shows for lights and centre stage. \r\n \r\nsometimes the road I lived on leads me back to my old world \r\non the front porch of my childhood home sits a little girl \r\nher innocence helps me turn back the page,  \r\n \r\nwhen \r\n \r\nChorus \r\n \r\n \r\nBridge: \r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]\t      [ch]B[/ch]\t\t     [ch]A[/ch]\t\t      [ch]E[/ch] \r\nEvery day was full of music, family and best friends. [/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]\t\t[ch]B[/ch]\t\t  [ch]A[/ch]\t\t[ch]B7[/ch] \r\ntroubles of the world erased, by games of lets pretend. [/tab]\r\n \r\n \r\nChorus \r\n[tab]     [ch]A[/ch]\t\t\t\t\t  [ch]B7[/ch]\t\t     [ch]E[/ch] \r\nThe little girl inside of me is dreaming still, on blackwood hill.[/tab]","plain_text":"key: E\n\n\n\n \n \nI hear grandpa telling stories sitting on the front porch swing \n\n\n \nChorus: \n\n\n\n\n\n\n \n \nI recall the day I packed my bags and waved Blackwood goodbye \nrowlden hills were in my rear view mirror, stars were in my eyes \nand I traded hairbrush microphones and tree house shows for lights and centre stage. \n \nsometimes the road I lived on leads me back to my old world \non the front porch of my childhood home sits a little girl \nher innocence helps me turn back the page,  \n \nwhen \n \nChorus \n \n \nBridge: \n\n\n \n \nChorus","chords":["E","A","F#m","B7","B"],"chord_diagrams":{"A":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,2,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,2,0]},"B":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,2,3,4,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,4,2]},"B7":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,1,3,0,4],"frets":[-1,2,1,2,0,2]},"E":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,1,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,1,0,0]}}}