The White Stripes

^G One of my fondest memories
Was ^C sittin' on my daddy's knee
^G Listenin' to the stories that he told
He pulled out that old photograph
Like a ^C treasured memory ^Csus4 from the ^C past, and said
" ^G Child, this ^D is the Van Lear ^G Rose"
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Verse:
Now, the Van Lear Rose coulda had her pick
And all the fellas figured rich
Until this poor boy caught her eye
The fellas would all laugh and say
"You're dreaming, boy, she'll never look your way
You'll never, ever own the Van Lear Rose"
Chorus:
She was the ^C belle of Johnson county
Ohio ^G river to Big Sandy
A ^D beauty to behold like a ^G diamond in the coal
All the ^C miners they would gather 'round
And ^G talk about the man that came to town
^D Right under their nose stole the heart of the Van Lear ^G Rose
Verse:
Then one night in mid-July
Underneath that old blue Kentucky sky
Well, that poor boy won that beauty's heart
Then my daddy would look at my mommy and smile
As he brushed the hair back from my eyes and he'd say
"Your mama, she's the Van Lear Rose"
Chorus:
She was the ^C belle of Johnson county
Ohio ^G river to Big Sandy
A ^D beauty to behold like a ^C diamond in the ^G coal
All the ^C miners they would gather 'round
And ^G talk about the man that came to town
Right ^D under their nose stole the heart of the Van Lear ^G Rose
Right ^D under their nose stole the heart of the Van Lear ^G Rose
^{G Gsus4 G D G}