Capo 3 


N.C.                  C 
I?D Rather Sleep In A Box 
                  G 
Like A Bum On The Street 
                      F 
Than A Fine Feathered Bed 
                            C 
Without You Little Ol? Cold Feet 

I Rather Be Deaf 

Dumb And Stone Blind 

Than To Know That Your Mornings 

Can Never Be Mine 

I?D Rather Die Young 

Than To Live Without You 

And I?D Rather Go Hungry 

Than To Eat Lonesome Stew 
  
You Know It?S Once In A Lifetime 

And It Won?T Come Again 

It?S Here And It?S Gone 

On A Magnolia Wind 
C              F 
I?D Rather Not Walk 
                   C 
Through The Garden Again 
                      G 
If I Can?T Catch Your Scent 
              C  
On A Magnolia Wind  

If It Ever Comes Time 

Well It Comes Time To Go 

Sis Pack Up Your Fiddle 

Sis Pack Up Your Bow 

If I Can?T Dance With You 

Then I Won?T Dance At All 

I?Ll Just Sit This One Out 

With My Back To The Wall 


C              F 
I?D Rather Not Hear 
             C 
Pretty Music Again 
                      G 
If I Can?T Catch Your Fiddle 
              C 
On A Magnolia Wind 


                      G 
If I Can?T Catch Your Scent  
              C 
On A Magnolia Wind