written by Jennings/Murrah
Lyrical help would be much appreciated...most of this is before my time.
INTRO: D C G C
I was b[D]orn in '37, [C]a sharecropper's son
[G]Out on the great south p[C]lains
[D]There in the suburbs of a d[C]ryland cotton patch
In the m[G]iddle of a west Texas r[C]ain
(SPOKEN):
And for [D]all of you folks out there in radioland who do[C]n't know what a West Texas rain is,
[G]Well that's what's commonly known as a sa[C]ndstorm
Remember t[D]hat, you'll need it later[C][G][C]
I guess times were hard but livin' was easy
We always found a way to survive
Fried chicken and gravy and an old tune off the guitar
Was enough to keep a country boy alive
(SPOKEN):
[D]And on Saturday afternoons it was [C]Lester Pruitt's "The Picture Show"
[G]On Saturday's nights is the Grand Ol' Upr[C]oar from Nashville Tennessee, t[D]ake it away boys
[D] [C] [G] [C]
Lookin' back now and thinkin' it over
Life was like an old country song
My mama taught me the melody and daddy taught me the chords
I made the words up on my own
(SPOKEN):
[D]And sometimes it didn't rhyme,[C] but they always had a reason[G],
Even if it was unbeknownst to n[C]o one but myself
[D]I guess all that west Texas s[C]and in my crawl, t[G]hat's what make me so mean[C]
I'd bet I was the only [D]boy ever expelled from Sunday school[C]
[G]Lover, fighter, wild-horse rider, and p[C]urty dern good windmill maker[D]
Look out w[C]orld, here I co[G]me [C]
Lyrical help would be much appreciated...most of this is before my time.
INTRO: D C G C
I was b[D]orn in '37, [C]a sharecropper's son
[G]Out on the great south p[C]lains
[D]There in the suburbs of a d[C]ryland cotton patch
In the m[G]iddle of a west Texas r[C]ain
(SPOKEN):
And for [D]all of you folks out there in radioland who do[C]n't know what a West Texas rain is,
[G]Well that's what's commonly known as a sa[C]ndstorm
Remember t[D]hat, you'll need it later[C][G][C]
I guess times were hard but livin' was easy
We always found a way to survive
Fried chicken and gravy and an old tune off the guitar
Was enough to keep a country boy alive
(SPOKEN):
[D]And on Saturday afternoons it was [C]Lester Pruitt's "The Picture Show"
[G]On Saturday's nights is the Grand Ol' Upr[C]oar from Nashville Tennessee, t[D]ake it away boys
[D] [C] [G] [C]
Lookin' back now and thinkin' it over
Life was like an old country song
My mama taught me the melody and daddy taught me the chords
I made the words up on my own
(SPOKEN):
[D]And sometimes it didn't rhyme,[C] but they always had a reason[G],
Even if it was unbeknownst to n[C]o one but myself
[D]I guess all that west Texas s[C]and in my crawl, t[G]hat's what make me so mean[C]
I'd bet I was the only [D]boy ever expelled from Sunday school[C]
[G]Lover, fighter, wild-horse rider, and p[C]urty dern good windmill maker[D]
Look out w[C]orld, here I co[G]me [C]
