Dolly Parton - Blue valley songbird

^GShe was born in a place ^D7called Blue ^GValley At the ^Cfoot of the Tennessee ^Ghills

With the ^Cblue birds and blue bells and ^Gblue mountain water And the ^A7sound of the Blue Whippoor^D7will

But ^Gthere was no ^D7peace in the ^Gvalley Her ^Cdaddy a cruel ruthless ^Gman

^CUsed and abused her ^Gmind and her ^Embody So her ^Gmama said ^D7run while you ^Gcan

So at fifteen she ^D7took to the ^Ghighway Be^Clongings and guitar in ^Ghand

And she ^Cburied herself in her ^Gmu-^Emsic The ^Gone thing she ^D7did under^Gstand

And she sings like a ^B7bird and she ^Cwrites like a ^Gpoet Her voice has that high lonesome ^D7sound

She ^Ghurts and her ^B7songs are the ^Cbest way to ^Gshow it So the ^CBlue Valley ^Gsongbird keeps ^D7traveling ^Garound

She hopes ^D7someday she will ^Gmake it And ^Ceveryone says that she ^Gwill

When ^Cshe comes to town ^Gcrowds flock around To see the ^A7girl from the Tennessee ^D7hills

She writes ^Gletters back ^D7home to her ^Gmomma In ^Ccare of the preacher in ^Gtown

They're ^Csacred to her so she ^Greads them at ^Emchurch And so her ^Gdaddy can^D7not track her ^Gdown

And she sings like a ^B7bird and she ^Ccries like a ^Gbaby Whenever she turns off the ^D7lights

She's a ^Gwhole lot ^B7lonesome and a ^Clittle bit ^Gcrazy From ^Cmemories and ^Gmiseries and ^D7dreams gone ^Gawry

Blue dress ^B7blue shoes a ^Cblue Cadi^Gllac A band dressed in blue by her ^D7side

^GInstruments ^B7tied to the ^Ctop and the ^Gback Cause the ^CBlue Valley ^Gsongbird is ^D7singing to^Gnight

One nighters ^B7honky tonks ^Cyears flying ^Gby ^CShe's never ^Gmade it but ^D7Lord knows she ^Gtries

Expressing the ^B7feelings ^Cshe holds in^Gside And the ^CBlue Valley ^Gsongbird is ^D7singing to^Gnight

Oh the ^CBlue Valley ^Gsongbird is ^D7singing to^Gnight And she sings like a ^B7bird and she ^Cwrites like a ^Gpoet