Lydia

D / G / Bm / A

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Lydie lit a cigarette today
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Ancient fumbling fingers in her way
        G              Bm         
From a forty year old coffee cup 
    A              G
she sipped a bit of gin
Bm          A               G
Closed her eyes and let the memories
 in.

D           G       Bm     A
She lives in the old place all 
alone,
D                G        Bm    
Keeps in touch with neighbors by the
A
 phone
 G              Bm             A 
Grows roses on the graves of her 
             G
firstborn and his father
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And the coal trucks never bother her

Chorus
D   Bm             A            G
Oh Lydie, let him go the boy is gone
Bm          A               G
Her mother struggled as she tore him
 from her arms
D   Bm         A                
Oh Lydia your tears are heaven’s 
G
rain
Bm       A            G
But she never was the same


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D           G       Bm     A
A cotton dress and satin shoes
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Indian summer sun, dressed in amber 
A
hues
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Spending time with a coal 
             G
miner’s son
Bm          A               G
To an old time fiddle tune


D           G       Bm     A
The months went by just like a 
breeze that year,
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They wed in June, and by the fall 
A
the boy was here
G              Bm            
Word come down from Big Stone, 
 A              G
there’s a fire in the mine
Bm          A               G
And eleven men they couldn’t find

Chorus
D   Bm             A            G
Oh Lydie, let him go the boy is gone
Bm          A               G
Her mother struggled as she tore him
 from her arms
D   Bm         A                
Oh Lydia your tears are heaven’s 
G
rain
Bm       A            G
But she never was the same


Break

D           G       Bm     A
She watched them pull him from the 
hole,
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The overalls he wore were blackened 
A
by the smoke,
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Lydie twice had had this dream 
             G
and twice it had come true
Bm          A               G
And when she saw his father’s boots 
she knew.

Chorus
D   Bm             A            G
Oh Lydie, let him go the boy is gone
Bm          A               G
Her mother struggled as she tore him
 from her arms
D   Bm         A                
Oh Lydia your tears are heaven’s 
G
rain
Bm       A            G
But she never was the same


D           G       Bm     A
Lydie lit a cigarette today
D                G        Bm    A
Ancient fumbling fingers in her way
        G              Bm         
From a forty year old coffee cup 
    A              G
she sipped a bit of gin
Bm          A               G
Closed her eyes and let the memories
 in.