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heading north across the border
to a land that feels like home
to a place a man can step outside and breathe
fill my lungs with all the songs
nature’s singin’ out to me
where there’s room to spread my arms and sing along
D
there’s a light between the branches in a stand of aspen trees G D A
that lift the stream up to the very sky D G
it whispers with a voice colored blue and white and gold D G A D
of peace for every soul that passes by
G D
sky so wide I cannot see it all G D A
trees of every color as far as eyes can see G D
listen to the rivers as they call D
come lie in my arms; find the peace G A D
that means so much to me
there’s a voice across the prairie that’s calling out for me
to find my way out to another land
and it leads me to a place peace can come to me
with the comfort of a warm and gentle hand
chorus
heading north across the border to a land that feels like home
to a place a man can step outside and breathe
fill my lungs with all the songs nature’s singin’ out to me
where there’s room to spread my arms and sing along
I can’t go, it’s way too cold out there
The wind is howling, growling like a bear
Thermometer’s gone in its shell
And I can see it’s cold as, well,
I just can’t go; it’s way too cold out there
Blizzard’s blowing snow all through the air
Drivers in this stuff ain’t got a prayer
I considered going but
I think the door is frozen shut
I can’t go it’s way too cold out there
I know it’s time for work but I don’t care
They never even notice when I’m there
They treat me like a chessboard pawn
And I feel a sick day comin’ on
I just can’t go; it’s way too cold out there
I am well aware I’ve got responsibilities
And you’ve got work from here to Timbuctu
But let’s not do it out in minus 42 degrees
Here inside it’s nice and warm with you
We can think of something else to do
Let’s sit here by the fire in my old chair
And I don’t mean to chat about Voltaire (or even Moliere)
That look I love is on your face
And I’m smokin’ like the fireplace
I just can’t go it’s way too cold out there
I’m tellin’ you it’s way too cold out there
The wind is howling, growling like a bear
Thermometer’s gone in its shell
And I can see it’s cold as, well,
I just can’t go; it’s way too cold out there
I just can’t go; it’s way too cold out there
I just can’t go; it’s way too cold out there
I love getting all the kids singing along. I love getting their parents singing along.
Worst rhyme for chocolate ever. No one will care.
I saved up all my pennies for at least a hundred years
I thought I’d better spend it before it disappears
I thought of all the places I’d been to before
I thought the place to spend it was at the candy store
They have so many goodies you won’t believe your eyes
Every kind of candy in jars of every size
They serve you with their fingers, never mind the germs
They don’t really matter when you’re eating gummy worms
Give me one, give me two,
Give me three or four
If you give me all of them
I won’t ask for more
It’s important to eat healthy to grow up big and strong, but
That’s not the kind of nonsense you put in a children’s song
The vegetables in a candy store are called jelly beans
Give me one, give me two,
Give me three or four
If you give me all of them
I won’t ask for more
Maybe you’ve a hankering for something dark and chewy
We don’t need an excuse to choose another treat, now do we?
You’ve heard about the sticky sweets they call Swedish fish
You can keep the silly things, give me licorice
Give me one, give me two,
Give me three or four
If you give me all of them
I won’t ask for more
Now we’re to the good stuff, the reason that I’m here
Whenever this is mentioned, all the mommies cheer
No need to describe it, I won’t talk a lot
The best thing in the candy store is a thing called . . .
. . .spinach! ha!
No need to describe it, I won’t talk a lot
The best thing in the candy store is a thing called chocolate
Give me one, give me two,
Give me three or four
If you give me all of them
I won’t ask for more
A
I hear the birds singing out to the sunrise.
D A E
I see the stars fading away in the morning
A
Golden sun shines on down through the treetops,
D A E
Where there is a summer breeze that whispers so soft.
A E
And I sing, “O Jah, Jehovah my God,
A D E
The work of your hands fills us with awe.” I stare at the stars,
D E
Wondering how you care who we are.
A E D
I see your wonders, and I sing to you.
I see your wonders, and I sing to you.
A
I sing to you.
These wondrous, moving, breathing creations—
Oh, in the night, in the day—can you hear what they say?
From mountaintops to the bottoms of oceans,
Let every living thing sing out to your praise. chorus
A E &nb
Looking past what we can see with our eyes,
A E D D E
We will come to know more about the One who gave us life.
And I sing, “O Jah, Jehovah my God,
The work of your hands fills us with awe.” I stare at the stars,
Wondering how you care who we are.
A E D
I see your wonders, and I sing to you.
I see your wonders, and I sing to you.
I see your wonders, and I—I sing to you.
I see your wonders, and I—I sing to you.
I see your wonders, and I—I sing to you.
I sing to you.
it’s hard to find the words
to say how it hurts
bet it all on that bull and I lost my shirt
thought I could take him
but didn’t have enough inside
well this ain’t my first rodeo
but it might be my last ride
didn’t see eye to eye
that bull and I
and I was laying there looking at the great big sky
it was mutual
we each wanted some of the other one’s hide
well this ain’t my first rodeo
but it might be my last ride
when you hit the gate
better do your eight
I had more than I could handle on a bull sized plate
partly my fault
a fact I’ve never denied
well this ain’t my first rodeo
but it might be my last ride
I make a mess of things
and it really stings
outrageous fortune and its arrows and slings
get knocked down
but I try to take it all in stride
well this ain’t my first rodeo
but it might be my last ride
A friend who has worked with everyone from Commander Cody and Buddy Guy to Aaron Copeland and Tina Turner is teaching me some slide.
I recorded 6 choruses of a 12-bar blues in a D tuning on my acoustic. Shuffled things around a bit after I came up with the ‘first rodeo/last ride’ idea, then whipped together some lyrics and there ya go.
noteshot rods intro D7 A7 x2 D7 A7
my fav’rite hat is crushed and flat, it’s ragged at the brim my next best boots are scuffed n scraped and looking mighty grim
my overcoat of black cashmere no longer looks as slim E A7
but nothing beats a good pair of jeans
nothing beats a good pair of jeans
just take a look at these and you’ll see what I mean
blue or black, I’d even wear ’em aquamarine
nothing beats a good pair of jeans
my sweetheart has a couple pairs with legs as long as hers
they seem to fit her well enough and follow all her curves follow ’em down to the ground, down where she wears her spurs
no, nothing beats a good pair of jeans
nothing beats a good pair of jeans
turn around and check the mirror, you’ll see what I mean
I’m thinking maybe she should get a pair in aubergine
nothing beats a good pair of jeans
I put all the holes in these; they ain’t no acid wash
I got some from Levi and some others from Oshkosh
wear ’em when I sit and read, wear ’em when I nosh,
’cause nothing beats a good pair of jeans
nothing beats a good pair of jeans
take a look down at your own and you’ll see what I mean
blue or black, I’d even wear ’em aquamarine
I’m thinking maybe we should all get a pair in tangerine if your best friend’s Cap’n Kangaroo you can even wear ’em [F#m] green
’cause nothing beats a good pair of jeans
no nothing beats a good pair of jeans
bass notes
intro D A P-A T-E D A
my fav’rite hat is crushed and flat, it’s ragged at the brim D A
my next best boots are scuffed and scraped and looking mighty grim D A
my overcoat of black cashmere no longer looks as slim E E speed up A E A E
but nothing beats a good pair of jeans
D A D A A E A E
nothing beats a good pair of jeans D A D A A E A E
just take a look at these and you’ll see what I mean D A D A A E A E
blue or black, I’d even wear ’em aquamarine E B E B A E A E
nothing beats a good pair of jeans E B E B A E A E then vamp A E
my sweetheart has a couple pairs with legs as long as hers
they seem to fit her well enough and follow all her curves
follow ’em right to the ground, right where she wears her spurs
no, nothing beats a good pair of jeans
nothing beats a good pair of jeans
turn around and check the mirror, you’ll see what I mean
I’m thinking maybe she should get a pair in tangerine
nothing beats a good pair of jeans E B E B A E A E then vamp A E
I put all the holes in these; they ain’t no acid wash
I got some from Levi and some others from Oshkosh
wear ’em when I sit and read, wear ’em when I nosh,
’cause nothing beats a good pair of jeans
D A D A A E A E
nothing beats a good pair of jeans D A D A A E A E
take a look down at your own and you’ll see what I mean D A D A A E A E
blue or black, I’d even wear ’em aquamarine D A D A A E A E
I’m thinking maybe we should all get a pair in aubergine D A D A A E F#
if your best friend’s Captain Kangaroo you can even wear ’em green E B E B A E A E
’cause nothing beats a good pair of jeans E B E B A E AEA
no nothing beats a good pair of jeans
I was stuck on the lyrics of another song and decided to switch to this idea.
Headlights shine on down the road (x3)
gotta keep moving so I don’t get towed
Headlights shine on down the road
Wipers scraping through the rain (x3)
gotta keep moving to make that train
Wipers scraping through the rain
Radio scratching out a song (x3)
gotta keep moving while the signal’s strong
Radio scratching out a song
Big wheels rolling through the night (x3)
gotta keep moving ’cause it’s almost light
Big wheels rolling through the night
Headlights shine on down the road (x3)
gotta keep moving so I don’t get towed
Headlights shine on down the road (x3)
bass notes
T-Db P-Gb Db Ab Db Ab Db Ab Db Ab
Headlights shine on down the road Db Ab Db Ab Ab Eb Ab Eb
Headlights shine on down the road Db Ab Db Ab
Headlights shine on down the road, Gb Db Gb Db
gotta keep moving so I don’t get towed Db Ab Db Ab Db Ab Db Ab
Headlights shine on down the road
Big wheels rolling through the night (x3)
gotta keep moving ’cause it’s almost light
Big wheels rolling through the night
Wipers scraping through the rain (x3)
gotta keep moving to make that train
Wipers scraping through the rain
Radio scratching out a song (x3)
gotta keep moving while the signal’s strong
Radio scratching out a song
Headlights shine on down the road (x3)
gotta keep moving get what I’m owed
Headlights shine on down the road (x3)
D E
I know you love me with all of your heart
G A7
and you couldn’t be happy if we were apart
You try not to worry when money gets tight
and you think I don’t hear when you cry in the night
Chorus
D E
You deserve a home in the country
G D A7
with a nice cozy fire when the weather gets rough
D E
I try to love you the best that I can
G A7
but I’m just a man and sometimes
D
I’m not enough
I worry sometimes You’ve had all you can take
and that maybe you’re thinking you made a mistake
in trading the life that you had when we met
even though you keep saying you’ve had no regrets
Chorus
We’ve both had our struggles to get where we are
I’ll try to remember we’ve both come so far
you try to remember this is where you belong
and we’ll both keep in mind this is only a song
F Bb
hardly ever me that’s done the leaving F C
hardly ever me said goodbye Am F Am F
but I’m still on my own left here all alone Bb C F
and it doesn’t even seem to matter why
Bb F
but I can’t take another leaving Bb F C
I can’t take another useless goodbye Am F Am F
I know that you can’t promise you won’t ever go away Bb F
but I can’t take another goodbye Bb C F
so promise me, at least you’ll try
I thought that you and I would be forever
Thought that you and I would see the end of time
but I fear you’ll hear the call
ticking down the hall
and you’ll fade away like the midnight chime
chorus
I hear you laugh and tell me t
I feel your arms around me every morning, every night
I know I’ve got it far too wrong
far too many times
but I hope that you and I will be alright
