Dan Fogelberg - Old Tennessee Chords

Ok guys (and ladies)...I've used a lot of songs here. Some have been done well, 
submitting is alos spot on. Great song. Enjoy.


Old Tennessee  -  Dan Fogelberg

Intro: //:  D  D/C#  D/B  A7  G/B  
E/C# ://

D        D/C#
End of October
    D/B          A7       G/B   E/C#
The sleepy brown woods seem to
D              D/C#           A7    A7  G/B 
 E/C#
Nod down their heads to the Winter
D           D/C#            D/B            A7  
G/B  E/C#
Yellows and grays paint the sad skies today
      G           A7            D
And I wonder when you're coming home

Woke up one morning
The wind through the window
Reminded me winter was just 'round the bend
Somehow I just did not see it was coming
It took me by surprise again

(Chorus)
    Em            A7         D     D/C#
And I hear you're in San Francisco
Bm               Bm/A           G         A7
Living with your sister who's a mother to be
    Em            A7          D       D/C#
And her husband's way down in Georgia
    Bm           Bm/A         G
And I'm still in old    Tennessee...
Em            A7           G
Wishing you'd come home to me

Verse: 3
D            D/C#     D/B            A7  
G/B  E/C#
Life here is easy I'm sure you recall
         D           D/C#
How it's so warm and breezy
       D/B            A7   G/B  E/C#
In the summer and the fall
    D         D/C#
But winter's upon  me
    D/B         A7
And I've got no heat here
    G           A7      Bm
And I miss your fire so sweet
Bm/A     G           A7      D
Dear     I miss your fire so sweet

(Chorus)
Gtr. Solo  use chords to verse 1.

Verse 1 repeated:
End of October
The sleepy brown woods seem to
Nod down their heads to the winter
Yellows and gray paint the sad skies today
      G           A7            D    D/C#
And I wonder when you're coming home
  G           A7            D     D/C#
I wonder when you're coming home
  Em          A7            D
I wonder when you're coming home


"Old Tennessee" was written when I lived on a farm outside of Nashville, as a parody of 
east coast folk music. It was written about a young lady I briefly cohabited with, and 
her subsequent departure. (Dan Fogelberg 6/11/97).