Intro:
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D
In the hills of old North Carolina.
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Since the time of the early settlers there
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A light has been seen on top of old Brown Mountain
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A mystery noone can explain

D
High on a mountain.
    Bm                   D
And down in the valley below

It shines like the crown of an angel
    Bm                          A
And fades as the winds come and go.
D
Way over yonder
C                          D
And night afer night until dawn
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That fathful Slave can back from his grave
D                      C
Searching, Searching, Searching
D               A              D
for his master Who’s Long Gone On.


D
In The Days Of The Old Covered Wagons
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Where They Stopped On The Flats For The Nights
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With The Noon Shining Dim, On The Old Canyon Rim
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They’d Watch For That Brown Mountain Light

D
High on a mountain.
    Bm                   D
And down in the valley below

It shines like the crown of an angel
    Bm                          A
And fades as the winds come and go.
D
Way over yonder
C                          D
And night afer night until dawn
                                     Bm
That fathful Slave can back from his grave
D                      C
Searching, Searching, Searching
D               A              D
for his master Who’s Long Gone On.

D
Many Years Ago A Southern Planter
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Came Hunting In This Wild World Alone
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And Then So They Say, The Hunter Lost His Way
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And Never Returned To His Home

D
His Trusty Old Slave Brought A Lantern
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And Searched, But In Vain, Day And Night
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Now The Old Slave Is Gone, But His Spirit Lingers On
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And The Old Lantern Still Casts It’s Light


D
High on a mountain.
    Bm                   D
And down in the valley below

It shines like the crown of an angel
    Bm                          A
And fades as the winds come and go.
D
Way over yonder
C                          D
And night afer night until dawn
                                     Bm
That fathful Slave can back from his grave
D                      C
Searching, Searching, Searching
D               A              D
for his master Who’s Long Gone On.