Nirvana in Eb, Lead Belly in E, I play in D, highest note is the 5 (the last chorus), but it needs to be more loud than accurate
Intro
| D | D | G | F |
| A | A/E | D | D |
| D | D | G | F |
| A | A/E | D | D |
Vox on 3 1 1 5 on “my girl, my girl”
| D | G | F | |
| My | girl, my girl, don’t | lie to | me |
| A | A/E | D | |
| Tell me | where did you sleep l | ast | night |
| D | |
| In the | pines, in the pines |
| G | F | |
| Where the | sun don’t ever | shine |
| A | D | |
| I would | shiver the whole night | through |
| D | G | F | |
| My | girl, my girl, where | will you | go |
| A | D | |
| I’m | going where the cold wind | blows |
| D | |
| In the | pines, in the pines |
| G | F | |
| Where the | sun don’t ever | shine |
| A | D | |
| I would | shiver the whole night | through |
| D | G | F | |
| Her | husband, was a hard | working | man |
| A | D | |
| Just a | bout a mile from | here |
| D | G | F | |
| His | head was found in a | driving | wheel |
| A | D | |
| But his | body never was | found |
| D | G | F | |
| My | girl, my girl, don’t | lie to | me |
| A | D | |
| Tell me | where did you sleep last | night |
| D | |
| In the | pines, in the pines |
| G | F | |
| Where the | sun don’t ever | shine |
| A | D | |
| I would | shiver the whole night | through |
| D | D | G | F |
| A | A/E | D | D |
| D | D | G | F |
| A | A/E | D | D |
Let ring
| D | G | F | |
| My | girl, my girl, where | will you | go |
| A | D | |
| I’m | going where the cold wind | blows |
| D | |
| In the | pines, in the pines |
| G | F | |
| Where the | sun don’t ever | shine |
| A | D | |
| I would | shiver the whole night | through |
Vox an octave up here
| D | G | F | |
| My | girl, my girl, don’t | lie to | me |
| A | D | |
| Tell me | where did you sleep last | night |
| D | |
| In the | pines, in the pines |
| G | F | |
| Where the | sun don’t ever | shine |
| A | D | |
| I would | shiver the whole night | through |
Vox stay up an octave here
| D | G | F | |
| My | girl, my girl, where | will you | go |
| A | D | |
| I’m | going where the cold wind | blows |
| D | |
| In the | pines, the pines |
| G | F | |
| The | sun, the | shine |
Hang on “shiver”
| A | D | |
| I’ll | shiver, the whole night | through |
| D | D | G | F |
| A | A/E | D | D |
| D | D | G | F |
| A | A/E | D | D |