Tom: D

Em   D
Em   D
A    Em
A    Em


[Verse 1]
    Em                D
Pairlee was a bastard child
Em                 D
Born in east Tennessee
A                   Em
  Mama left her one day,
A                      Em
  granddaddy took her away

Em                      D
Grandpa just tended his mill
       Em                      D
And he planted the corn in the field
A                      Em
  Pairlee works by his side,
A                     Em
  they sing up to the sky


[Chorus]
    D  A  Em
Pairlee,  Pairlee
D      A        Em
  Died under an apple tree
D     A             Em
  One cold winter's night,
D     A          G
  the frost took her life


[Verse 2]
       Em                        D
They'd walk through the woods at night
        Em                  D
Holding hands, he'd let her lead
A                        Em
  Dreamt of days without corn,
A                             Em
  prayed with hands that were worn

        Em                   D
There's something about them woods
  Em              D
A child can never know
A                      Em
  Where the old fallen leaves
A                             Em
  go when they float down the stream


[Chorus]
    D  A  Em
Pairlee,  Pairlee
D      A        Em
  Died under an apple tree
D     A             Em
  One cold winter's night,
D     A          G
  the frost took her life


[Instrumental]
Em   D
Em   D
A    Em
A    Em
D  A  Em
D  A  Em
D  A  Em
D  A  G


[Verse 3]
    Em                    D
And grandpa, he loved Pairlee
        Em                  D
But his mind was getting so old
A                        Em
  One night beneath that tree,
A                    Em
  Pairlee fell deep asleep

    Em                     D
And grandpa just wandered around
       Em               D
In the dark down by the creek
A                 Em
  It was mid December
A                 Em
  when her forgot her


[Chorus]
    D  A  Em
Pairlee,  Pairlee
D      A        Em
  Died under an apple tree
D     A             Em
  One cold winter's night,
D     A          G
  the frost took her life


[Verse 4]
    Em                  D
Now pa just sits in his yard
   Em                  D
No corn to tend in his mill
A                           Em
  'neath that tree he finds shade,
A                         Em
  right where Pairlee had laid

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