Pretty Green Hills chords by Dave Evans

Chorus:
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Pretty green hills pretty green hills
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He said take me into them pretty green hills

Verse 1:
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He stood at the crossroads where his bus had left him
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A battered old suitcase sat there by his side
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I saw in the distance a rainstorm was brewing
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I pulled off the highway to give him a ride

Verse 2:
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Well I got out to help him climb into my pickup
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I covered his suitcase with a tarp in the back
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He huffed and he puffed as he got himself settled
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He said I got old and I'm down in my back

Verse 3:
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Well his beard was all white and his face was all wrinkled
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He said I was born here and then he grew still
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I asked him how far he was planning on going
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He said take me into them pretty green hills

Chorus:
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Pretty green hills pretty green hills
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He said take me into them pretty green hills

Verse 4:
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Well he smiled as he sat there and stared out the window
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The corn was knee high and the fields were all green
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He never said much but his face told a story
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I left him alone with his own private dreams

Verse 5:
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Well I kept on driving and he kept on smiling
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We drove up and up through the hills of his youth
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I asked him if he had some kinfolks around there
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He said I don't think so to tell you the truth

Verse 6:
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Well along about dark I was needing a rest stop
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I stopped at a store getting ready to close
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I started to ask him if he needed something
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But he was asleep so I just let him dose

Verse 7:
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I filled up my truck and I found I was hungry
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I bought me some cheese and cold drinks and bread
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Went back to my truck and I shook the old stranger
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But I soon discovered the old man was dead

Verse 8:
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Well I called the sheriff and they took him somewhere
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I had to keep rolling we all have our bills
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A couple weeks later and somebody told me
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They buried him there in them pretty green hills

Chorus:
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Pretty green hills pretty green hills
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They buried him there in them pretty green hills
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