Clint Black — Bob Away My Blues
BOB AWAY MY BLUES Clint Black 6:10 AM 11/28/2005 Intro: (G6) (F#6) (F6) (E6) (E6) (A9) (E6) (A9) Well I'm goin' (E6) down to the ri(C#7)ver I've got a (F#9) canepole (A/B) in my (E6) hand I've got my (C#7) redworms in a (F#9) Maxwell house coffee (B7) can I'm gonna (E7) sit under a (G#7) shade tree On a (A) riverbank where it's (D9) cool I'm gonna (E6) close my eyes and (C#7) dream And let the (F#9) cork Bob aw(B7)ay my (E6) blues Well I (E) wake up every (C#7) mornin' I pick (Amaj7) peaches all (D9) day And on (E6) Saturday night we'll (C#7) Have a dance or (F#9) two we might waller in the (B7) hay (C7) (B7) Now the (E) only thing that ever (C#7) whipped my pa Was this (Amaj7) bad dude called old (D9) age And his (E6) last years was his (C#7) best years And (F#9) this is what he (B7) had to (E7) say (((E7) He said (A9) boy I've worked this dirt (D9) All my life but (E7) things ain't been good for awhile Why don't you (F#9) move to the city Make a little money you might be the (B7) first one in The (C7) family ever to (B7) die with a smile Well I (E6) took his advice (C#7) things goin' well But my (A) friends are far and (D9) few But who(E7)ever said a (C#7) city boy can't (F#9) have the country (B7) blues Who(E7)ever said a (C#7) city boy can't (F#9) have the country (B7) blues Who(E7)ever said a (C#7) city boy can't (F#9) have the country (B7) blues Well (C7) honey they ain't (B7) talked to me and you (((((((Emaj7)
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