Capo 5th fret F5 C5 F5 C5 F5 C5 When I was a child, my mother said to me F5 C5 F5 G5 C5 You can?t spend all your days alone In the shade of a cherry tree F5 C5 F5 C5 C5 My brother cut the roof off a Lincoln, cause his doctor said lose some weight F5 C5 And the tape of Buck Owens, my hair was blowing, C5 F5 G5 C5 F5 C5 C5 as they drove from the garden state to the lights of the golden gate F5 C5 G5 I?ve been missing you, so listen, id like to ask you could you drive to town? F5 C5 G5 And I?ve been thinking about your Lincoln continental with the sunroof down F5 C5 F5 C5 When the kid came down from Lennox, yeah, yawning was the talk of the town F5 C5 F5 G5 C5 A real high roller, a self-promoter, said the band was the best around F5 C5 F5 C5 C5 He said I got a little money from the performing; I bought a new suit and hat F5 C5 F5 G5 C5 I said, "Performing what?," you said, "Classic stuff Ricky Hayes and Virginia scat." F5 C5 C5 I said, "Who the hell is that?" F5 C5 G5 But I can play a little old time fiddle; we can start a little country band. F5 C5 G5 And I was thinking in your Lincoln we can bum around the promise land A5 C5 A5 G5 And the world will open up for us A5 C5 A5 G5 at least I brought our broken cup(?) F5 C5 F5 C5 Probation officer john Collins was a paranoid psychopath F5 C5 F5 G5 C5 C5 He had to paint the fence by the roller rink for the committee of industrial trash F5 C5 You can?t find the business end of a rifle F5 C5 You?re the devil from an Irish saint F5 C5 F5 G5 C5 I said I got no cares in those affairs what I was, what I am , or ain't F5 C5 C5 I got a lot of fence to paint F5 C5 G5 I've got no loving all because I got in from crossing lines F5 C5 G5 You got me thinking, even Lincoln, must have felt a little lost sometime A5 C5 A5 G5 And the world will open up for us A5 C5 A5 G5 at least I brought our broken cup(?) C5
