White Oak on the Hill Ralph Stanley
WHITE OAK ON THE HILL
There's a wh[A]ite oak on the hill at my o[D]ld clinch mountain h[A]ome.
That stands straight and true on that w[B7]indy spur a[E]lone
And wh[A]en the cold wind blows it's ro[D]ots they bend and m[A]oan
But when the storm have passed it straightens [E]up and goes [A]on
(Chorus)
[A]Lord let me be like that wh[D]ite oak on the h[A]ill
And help me to live in Your al[B7]mighty w[E]ill
He[A]lp me on my journey, Lord, [D]as I travel on my o[A]wn
And give me the strength to straighten u[E]p and go o[A]n.
You kn[A]ow the troubles of this life, They som[D]etimes get me d[A]own
And when I look for my friends, they're [B7]not always a'r[E]ound
Then the go[A]od Lord seems to say, "son, get [D]up and do my [A]will
And always remember that ol' w[E]hite oak on the h[A]ill."
(Chorus)
L[A]ord let me be like that w[D]hite oak on the [A]hill
and Help me to live in Your al[B7]mighty w[E]ill
He[A]lp me on my journey, Lord, [D]as I travel on my o[A]wn
And give me the strength to straighten [E]up and go [A]on.
And give me the strength to straighten [E]up and go [A]on.
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