Across the Great Divide – Kate Wolf

I’ve been walking in my sleep
Counting troubles ‘stead of counting sheep
Where the years went I can’t say
I just turned around and they’ve gone away

I’ve been sifting through the layers
Of dusty books and faded papers
They tell a story I used to know
And it was one that happened so long ago

Chorus: It’s gone away in yesterday
Now I find myself on the mountainside
Where the rivers change direction
Across the Great Divide

Now, I heard the owl a-callin’
Softly as the night was fallin’
With a question and I replied
But he’s gone across the borderline

Chorus

The finest hour that I have seen
Is the one that comes between
The edge of night and the break of day
It’s when the darkness rolls away

Chorus Twice

“YOU CAN’T GO HOME AGAIN,” by Nanci Griffith

G A7
So much silence to my hometown streets
Gonna put my cheek to the window and watch it sleep
G A7
Where the shadows fall from sycamore trees
Fight off this north wind and I’ll be headin’ back east

(chorus)

Let the Colorado River roll on to the sea
C Bm Dsus7
I will be crossing it in changes
This ‘ole town never did really care that much for me
C Bm Dsus7 G
I don’t know why I always come here in my dreams

It’s the hardest to hold but it’s the easiest to find
If you’ll slip for the dollar I’ll fall in your wine
But you cannot save your past for today
It will leave you cold on an outbound train

(chorus)

Folded memories in my soul
It’s that old blue line that you can never go back home
So I’m waiting for the moon to rise
He’ll kiss my tears away and set my heart in line

(chorus)

Let the Colorado River roll on to the sea
C Bm Dsus7
I will be crossing it in changes
This ‘ole town never did really care that much for me
C Bm Dsus7 G
I only come here to remember my dreams

Add a “g” on the first (high “e”) string with your
pinky at this point.

Dsus7:

_|_|_|_|_|_|_
_|_|_|_|_|_|_ 3rd fret
_0_|_|_|_0_0_ _ /
_|_|_0_|_|_|_
_|_0_|_0_|_|_
| | | | | |

You say you’re headed out to California
You’ve heard the grapes are fallin’ from the vines
I was hopin’ you might have the urge to write me
But I don’t believe you will, so never mind

I was talkin’ to a man down at Conesco
And he thought they might be hiring any time
I’m so tired of going any way the wind blows
And I thought that me and you, but never mind

CHORUS:

Never mind, never mind
I’m just talkin’ through the wine
And you know that drinkin’ always makes me sad
But before this night is through
I’d better say I love you
Or I’m gonna always wish that I had

VERSE:

First saw you pickin’ oranges in Orlando
And all day you kept your ladder close to mine
We froze in Georgia burned up in Chicago
And I always thought that we, but never mind

And did you know today my baby called you Daddy
Sometimes I’ve wished that she was yours and mine
I could call my brother Milt in Cincinnati
And ask him for a loan, but never mind

CHORUS:

Never mind, never mind
I’m just talkin’ through the wine
And you know that drinkin’ always makes me sad
But before this night is through
I’d better say I love you
Or I’m gonna always wish that I had

Intro
[D/C#]
[D/B] [D/A]
[D/C#]
[D/B] [D/A]
Verse 1
Well, I could use a little spin on a [D/C#]red brick floor
In that[D/B] crazy ol’ bar when Tim[D/A] locks the door
Where the walls are gonna ring and the [D/C#]strings are gonna bend
It’s a [D/B]buss on the cheek from [D/A]all my old lovers again
[D/C#]
[D/B] [D/A]
Verse 2
And it’s the Blue Ridge mountains at [D/C#]the fall of the night
It [D/B]sure feels good when [D/A]you cross that line
I’ll tip my cup and hol[D/C#]ler at the moon
I’ll say-a-[D/B]great white north, hone[D/A]y, here’s to you sleep tight
[D/C#]
[D/B] [D/A]
Chorus
I’ve gone crazy on this road
With all this trav-elin’ alo-o-one
But the asphalt is burnin’ to-n-i-
-ight[D/C#]
[D/B] [D/A]
Verse 3
Oh, the New England spring’s been [D/C#]good to me
There’s been a[D/B] warmth to lend and goo[D/A]d lines to sing
But, how I miss my native to[D/C#]ngue
‘Cause New [D/B]York City sorta brings [D/A]out the stupids in me
[D/C#]
Verse 4[D/B][D/A]
I’ve got one more stop down i[D/C#]n Tennessee
My s[D/B]weetheart is there just[D/A] a-waitin’ on me
Then it’s on down the road kickin[D/C#]’ East Texas dust
I’ll catch my [D/B]breath with that hot Ho[D/A]uston neon buzzin’
[D/C#]
[D/B] [D/A]
Chorus
I’ve gone crazy on this road
With all this trav-elin’ alo-o-one
But the asphalt is burnin’ to-n-i-
-ight[D/C#]
[D/B] [D/A]

(Break) D/A D D/C#
[D/B] [D/A]

Verse 5
Oh, here comes a little spin on a [D/C#]red brick floor
It’s a c[D/B]razy ol’ bar and Tim’s [D/A]locked the door
The wall’s are ringin’, the [D/C#]strings are gonna bend
It’s a buss on[D/B] the cheek from all my [D/A]old lovers again
[D/C#]
Verse 6[D/B][D/A]
And here comes a little spin on a [D/C#]red brick floor
It’s a c[D/B]razy ol’ bar and Tim’s [D/A]locked the door
The wall’s are ringin’, the [D/C#]strings are gonna bend
It’s a buss on[D/B] the cheek from all my [D/A]old lovers again
[D/C#]
[D/B] [D/A]
(Outro) D/A D

G:F, C:Bb, D:C, Em:Dm, Am:Bm

You can also use a capo at the 10th fret
and play the tab chords if you want to remain in the original key.

Any other discrepancies are the sole domain of the tab’s author. Enjoy! -JB)

I’m sitting on a southbound train
Staring at the sky
I’m thinking of my childhood
And I’m trying not to cry;
While a stranger sleeps against me,
And it feels like she’s my wife.
The towns and cities flutter past
Like the pages of my life.

My heart is on the baggage rack,
It’s heavy as can be.
I wish that I could find someone
Who would carry it for me;
Just to pay it some attention
And to handle it with care
Because it has been dropped and
Is in need of some repair.

Some things I know,
Some things I guess,
Some things I wish I could learn to express,
Like the way that I feel as I stare at the sky,
And I remember your voice and the sound of your goodbye.

Maybe it’s the autumn chill,
Maybe it’s the rain,
Maybe I could wake the stranger
And ask her for her name.
But my eyes, they would betray me,
And my words could not defend.
No I must learn to wait my turn
Before I love again

Some things I know,
Some things I guess,
Some things I wish I could learn to express,
Like the way that I feel as I stare at the sky,
And I remember your voice and the sound of your goodbye.

[This is Nanci Griffith’s version.]

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[Actually in G; capo 7.]
[Notes in parentheses are quiet or nonexistent.]

[Am(9)] [C/G] [Am(9)]

|—————-|————0—|—————-|——–0——-|
|——1——-1-|——1-1—–1-|3—–3——-3-|——1——-1-|
|—-4——-0—|—-0———–|—-0——-0—|—-0——-4—|
|–2——-2—–|–3——-3—–|–0——-0—–|-(2)——2—–|
|0—————|—————-|—————-|0——-0——-|
|——–3——-|1——-1——-|3——-3——-|—————-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

[Am(9)] [C/G] [C(4)]

|0—————|————0—|—————-|——–0——-|——–|
|——1-0—–1-|——1-1—–1-|3—–3——-3-|——1——-1-|—1—1|
|—-4——-0—|—-0———–|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|–0—0-|
|–2——-2—–|–3——-3—–|–0——-0—–|–2——-3—–|-2—2–|
|0—————|—————-|—————-|3——-3——-|3—3—|
|——–3——-|1——-1——-|3——-3——-|—————-|——–|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

[G(9)]

|—————-|—————-|—————-|—————-|
|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|——0——-0-|
|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-2——-0—|
|–3——-3—–|–3——-3—–|–2——-2—–|–0——-0—–|
|—————-|—————-|3——-3——-|—————-|
|1——-1——-|1——-1——-|—————-|3——-3——-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
Four who shared this room, we were caught up in the cracks

[C/G]

|—————-|—————-|0—————|—————-|
|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|——0——(0)|
|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|
|–3——-3—–|–3——-3—–|–2——-2—–|–2——-0—–|
|—————-|—————-|3——(3)——|—————-|
|1——-1——-|1——-1——-|—————-|3——-3——-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
Sleeping late on Sundays and we never got to mass, and

[C(4)]

|——–0—0—|—————-|——–0——-|—————-|
|——1——-3-|——3——(3)|——1——-1-|——1—–1—|
|—-0———–|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-0———0-|
|–3——-3—–|–0——-0—–|–2——-3—–|–2——-2—–|
|—————-|—————-|3——-3——-|3——-3——-|
|1——-1——-|3——-3——-|—————-|—————-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
It’s a long way from Clare to here

[E7/G#] [Am(9)] [Am(9)/G] [C/G]

|————0—|—————-|——–0——-|—————-|
|——1———|3—-(0)—-0—|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|
|—-0———–|—-0———–|—-4——-4—|—-4——-0—|
|–3——-3—–|–0——-0—–|–2——-2—–|–2——-2-2—|
|—————-|—————-|0——-0——-|—————-|
|1——-1——-|3——-4——-|—————-|3——-3——-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
It’s a long way from Clare to here

[Am(9)] [Am(9)/G]

|—————-|—————-|——–0——-|—————-|
|——1——-1-|——0——-0-|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|
|—-0——-0—|—-2——-2—|—-4——-4—|—-0——-0—|
|–3——-3—–|–2——-2—–|–2——-2—–|–3——-3—–|
|—————-|—————-|0—————|—————-|
|1——-1——-|0——-0——-|——–3——-|1——-1——-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
It’s a long, long way, gets further by the day

[Am(9)] [Am(9)] [Am(9)/G]

|—————-|—————-|——–0——-|0—————|
|——1——-1-|——3——(3)|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|
|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-4——-4—|—-4—4—4—|
|–3——-3—–|–0——-0—–|–2——-2—–|–2——-2—–|
|—————-|—————-|0——-0——-|0—————|
|1——-1——-|3——-3——-|—————-|——–3——-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
It’s a long long way from Clare to here

|—————-|—————-|0—————|——–3——-|
|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|——0——-0-|
|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|
|–3——-3—–|–3——-3—–|–2——-2—–|–0——-0—–|
|—————-|—————-|3——-3——-|—————-|
|1——-1——-|1——-1——-|—————-|3——-3——-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
Friday comes around, we’re only into fighting

|—————-|—————-|0—————|—————-|
|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|——1——-1-|——0——-0-|
|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|—-0——-0—|
|–3——-3—–|–3——-3—–|–2——-2—–|–0——-0—–|
|—————-|—————-|3——-3——-|—————-|
|1——-1——-|1——-1——-|—————-|3——-3——-|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^
My ma would like a letter home, but I’m too tired for writing

And it’s a long way from Clare to here
It’s a long way from Clare from here
It’s a long, long way, gets further by the day
It’s a long, long way from Clare to here

It almost breaks my heart when I think of my family
I told them I’d be coming home with my pockets full of greens

And it’s a long way from Clare to here
It’s a long way from Clare from here
It’s a long, long way, gets further by the day
It’s a long, long way from Clare to here

The only time I feel all right is when[-] I’m into drinking
It can sort of ease the pain of it and it leve[-]ls o[G/B]ut my thinkin[-]g[Am/G]

And it’s a long way from Clare to here
It’s a long way from Clare from here
It’s a long, long way, gets further by the day
It’s a long, long way from Clare to here

I sometimes hear the fiddles play; maybe it’s just a notion
I dream I see white horses dance upon that other ocean

And it’s a long way from Clare to here
It’s a long way from Clare from here
It’s a long, long way, gets further by the day
It’s a long, long way from Clare to here
It’s a long, long way, gets further by the day
It’s a long, long way from Clare to here
It’s a long, long way from Clare to here
[Ending: Fmaj9 G Am(9).]

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Oh, I used to wish I was a hard line taker…and they’d say,
”Six to one a half dozen’ll break her,”
‘Till I fell in love with a young man who sang the blues
Oh, bless my daddy, he warned me well
He’d whisper in my ear and say, “Now look out, gal…
There’s always a ne’er do well gonna call you the fool”

He said, “You’ll never learn to fish on a borrowed line
You’ll never learn to write if you’re walkin’ ‘round cryin’
And it’s a pity that your lover died young, but…
You’ll never get tired of livin’ alone.”

So, now I dream of the lover that I don’t know
It’s safer this way ‘cuz I don’t have to go…
Oh, and he won’t come…so nobody goes away
Sometimes I wish for the warmth of his hand
Take a look in these eyes and understand
I’m just a little too old to be a-learnin’ the rules of the game

He said, “You’ll never learn to fish on a borrowed line
You’ll never learn to write if you’re walkin’ ‘round cryin’
And it’s a pity that your lover died young, but…
You’ll never get tired of livin’ alone.”

[Solo/Break]

Oh, maybe I could take him to Mexico
We’d kick our heels in the warm cloudy gulf
He’d sing a song about the weather in the Poconos;
This lover that I don’t know
Then two hearts would pound ‘stead of one in the night
I’d learn to fish with my own line
Catch that dream and hope that line would hold

He said, “You’ll never learn to fish on a borrowed line
You’ll never learn to write if you’re walkin’ ‘round cryin’
And it’s a pity that your lover died young, but…
You’ll never get tired of livin’ alone.”
No, I never get tired of livin’ alone
Sometimes my feet get cold…when I’m livin’ alone…

10 April 2016
11 April 2016

“LISTEN TO THE RADIO,” by Nanci Griffith, (c) 1989 MCA
Records. From the Nanci Griffith album “Storms.”

I am leaving Mississippi in the evening rain
These Delta towns where satin gowns and the high-beam frame

Loretta Lynn guides my hands through the radio
Where would I be at times like these without the songs
Loretta wrote?

(chorus)
‘Cause when you can’t find a friend, you still got the radio
When you can’t find a friend, you still got the radio
The radio listen to the radio
The radio listen to the radio
It’s the radio listen to the radio
The radio

I left a handsome two-steppin’ good ole’ boy in Tennessee
Now he’s sittin’ on the sofa he’s lookin’ for his supper
wond’rin’ what’s become of me
I got a 00-18 Martin guitar in the back seat of the car
Hey I am leaving Mississippi with the radio on

(chorus)

There’s a moon across the border in the Louisiana sky
I smell the Ponchatrain I hear “Silver Wings” and then
away Merle Haggard flies
That good old boy will find a band of gold on the stereo
Hey then my Mamma’s gonna call say “where’s she gone?” he’ll say
“down the road with the radio on”

And when you can’t find a friend, you still got the radio
And when you can’t find a friend, you still got the radio
The radio listen to the radio
The radio listen to the radio
The radio listen to the radio
The radio now listen to the radio
The radio and its down the road you go
The radio listen to the radio (repeat and fade)

G: 320033
C: x32033 or x32030 (It’s actually C(9).)

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I DON’T WANNA TALK ABOUT LOVE (Nanci Griffith)

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the tab at the end…]
[Actually in F#; capo 2. Each chord is one measure.]
[E022100, B (11 fr.)x99800, Ax77600, Ax02220, Amx02210.]
[Try varying A(9) as x77607 and E as 022200, esp. at the end of the verse.]

E B (11 fr.) A A(9) E B(11) A A
[intro; see tab at end]

E B (11 fr.)
I don’t wanna talk about love
‘Cause I’ve heard it before, and i[A(9)]t talks too loud
E B (11 fr.)
You can hear it in a disco midnight
Sh[A(9)]outing

E B (11 fr.)
And I don’t wanna think about it, think about it
Comes dressed i[A(9)]n summer clothes
When you’re traveling through the heart of the winter’s cold

And I don’t wanna talk about changes
Changes come of their own free will
And if you wanna talk about leavin’
Well you’ve always walked and you always will

And every time you talk about love
Well you talk about your yesterdays
Yesterday’s washing away with this morning’s rain

I don’t wanna talk about it
‘Cause love has a voice of its own
If all we do is try to outshout it, then the love is gone

E B (11 fr.) A A(9)
‘Cause I don’t wanna talk about love now
E B (11 fr.) A A(9)
I don’t wanna talk about love now
E B (11 fr.) A A(9)
I don’t wanna talk about love now
E B (11 fr.) A A(9)
I don’t wanna talk about love now

Can’t you hear the voice in my heart
It calls your name in the middle of the night
It’s always been a quiet voice
When it’s breaking up

I don’t wanna talk about this love
This love was my saving grace
So can’t I just say that I love you and we’ll call it a day

‘Cause I don’t wanna talk about love now
I don’t wanna talk about love now
I don’t wanna talk about love now
I don’t wanna talk about love now

E B (11 fr.) A A(9) E B(11) A A
[repeat intro]
E B (11 fr.) A A(9) E B(11) A A E.
[repeat intro]

INTRO TAB:

Actually, the intro isn’t even played on a guitar, but this is the melody.
Try throwing in some other notes below these (e.g., play the first 1 as
x221xx).

E B (11 fr.) A A(9) E B(11) A A

E --------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|
B --------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|
G 1----1--|--------|2-1-----|--------|1----1--|--------|--------|--------|
D ---2---4|--------|---4-2--|--------|---2---4|------21|--------|2-------|
A --------|--------|-------4|--------|--------|--------|4-------|--------|
E --------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|--------|

^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ ^

Your phone call took me by surprise
Gee, it’s been a long, long time
Since those hot and humid Texas nights
When we went swimm’n in the tide

Now Corpus Christi seems so far away
And I’m not talk’n ‘bout the miles
And there ain’t much I wouldn’t give today
Just to see one of your smiles

Chorus:
But here I sit alone in Denver
Sipp’n the California wine
And I’ve got all night to remember you
I’m in a lone star state of mind

I just saw John Wayne on the Late, Late Show
Save the girl and ride away
And I was hoping as the credits rolled
He’d make it back to her someday

Chorus

Solos

Bridge:
It’s a thousand miles or more

I’d be there tomorrow if I left today
And I’d just pack up my guitar
Em Em/F# ‘
You know it’s really not that far
When you called you said I’d have a place to stay

Chorus