Ramblin Jack Elliott - Pastures Of Pleanty
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| Band name | Ramblin Jack Elliott |
| Song name | Pastures Of Pleanty |
| Tab type | Guitar tab |
| Added | 06/13/2008 |
| Size | 1.98 kb |
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~PASTURES OF PLENTY~
~Ramblin' Jack Elliott~
~South Coast~
Tabbed By InTheFlesh2525
well this is a magical cover of a woody guthrie song
and also my first tab
im not sure about some of the random shit he plays throughout the song,
but the intro is as folows...
Capo 1
e|------------------------------------|
b|-----3---3----3-------3------3--3---|
g|-----0---0----0-------0------0--4---|
d|---0--0h2--0--------0---0h2p0---4---|
a|-------------2--0-2------------2----|
E|------------------------------------|
he also plays this riff when at the beginning and end of each verse
represented by D*
e|------------------------------------|
b|-----3---3----3-------3------3--3---|
g|-----0---0----0-------0------0--4---|
d|---0--0h2--0--------0---0h2p0---4---|
a|-------------2--0-2------------2----|
E|------------------------------------|
intro
D* Bm
It's a mighty hard row that my poor hands have hoed
D
My poor feet have traveled a hot dusty road
Out of the dust bowl and westward we rolled
D* BM
And your deserts was hot and your mountains was cold
Arizona, California, we'll make all your crops
It's northward to Oregon to gather your hops
I picked the fruits form your orchird, cut grapes from your vine
I set on your table your light sparkling wine
well It's always we've rambled, that river and I
Down along your green valley ill work untill i die
and your land ill defend with my life if need be
'Cause my pastures of plenty must always be free
Green pastures of plenty from dry desert ground
From the Grand Coulee dam where the waters run down
Every state of this union us migrants have been
Weell work in your fight and well fight tuill we win
yeah we worked in your orchards of peaches and prunes
And I slept on the ground 'neath the light of the moon
on the edge of your cities youll see us and then
we come with the dust and were gone with the wind