ch /ch /ch /ch Intro: Em7b5 D#m7b5 Dm7b5 E A7 E A7 E A7 E A E C#7 Well I'm goin' down to the river F#m7 B7 E B7 I've got a cane pole in my hand E C#7 F#m7 B7 I've got my redworms in a Maxwell house coffee can E G#7 A D9 I'm gonna sit under a shade tree on a riverbank where it's cool E C#7 F#m7 B7 E I'm gonna close my eyes and dream and let the cork Bob away my blues E C#7 A7 D9 Well I wake up every mornin' I pick peaches all day E C#7 And on Saturday night we'll have a dance or two F#m7 B7 CB7 we might wallow in the hay E C#7 Now the only thing that ever whipped my pa A7 D9 Was this bad dude called old age E C#7 And his last years were his best years F#m7 B7 E CB7 And this is what he had to say A D9 He said boy I've worked this dirt all my life E7 E but things ain't been good for awhile F#m7 Why don't you move to the city make a little money B7 C7 B7 you might be the first one in the family ever to die with a smile E C#7 Well I took his advice things goin' well A D9 But my friends are far and few E C#7 F#m7 B7 But whoever said a city boy can't have them country blues E C#7 F#m7 B7 Whoever said a city boy can't have them country blues E C#7 F#m7 B7 Whoever said a city boy can't have them country blues C7 B7 E Well honey they ain't talked to me and you ch /ch /ch /ch /ch /ch /ch Gm7b5 Fm7b5 F#m7b5 Em7b5 Fm7b5 D#m7b5 E (The last line is played one strum per chord)