Ben Sollee
Prettiest Tree on the Mountain

       C                F
Well a robin flew by my window
  C                        G
I thought it just might be you
                 C
Judging from the colour of its breast
        F
And the sound of its song
    C        G           C
But I'm just thinking of you

Cos you're in sunny California
The fertile land John Steinbeck wrote,
But when I came not a single fertile patch
Could be spared for you and me


          F         G        C
You see I wanted to love you baby
            C                        G
But neither you nor I'd been loved before
                  C                          F
I thought I could change the world if I just held you high enough
          C             G              C
The truth is I couldn't hold you up at all

           Am   G   F
I couldn't hold you up
           Am   G   C
I couldn't hold you up
      G                         C
And I sure ain't gonna hold you down

*Solo*


Well I'm leaving walking back home
I don't care if it takes years or more
But as I walk through 
The hills of Kentucky
The leaves begin to turn red

      Am    G  F
And I think of you
       Am    G  C
Yes, I think of you 
    G                     C
The prettiest tree on the mountain.