Country Morning Music Chords by Keith Sykes

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_ [D] _ [C] _ _ _ [G] _ [C] Tell you all about the sky, tell you about when I get high.
Sing of Mississippi with a crooked letter I, and pick a jack-o-lantern for a hog upon a high.
Hey [Am] darling, my, what you find?
Come [C] on over and see me sometime.
Hey darling, run through the back of Patton, sing high, scape through the rain,
a hound dog baring at a cottontail, running through the stick of the stem, straddling. _ _ _
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_ _ _ Smokehouse fell apart last fall, the bacon didn't seem to mind at all.
Heard a banty rooster till the horses in the stall, he was doing up a number by the time he heard it fall.
Hey darling, [Am] my, what you find?
Come on [C] over and see me sometime.
Raindrops are falling on a tin top, sounding like a hound bone tune,
a chipmunk chirping out a melody, moaning like a Memphis hit, it's liquor with the blues.
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Honey sits up on the shelf, I sat there too until I left.
A copperhead sitting in the middle of himself, kept sticking out his fork if I can talk him to death.
Hey [Am] darling, my, what you find?
Come on [C] over and see me sometime.
I met a rock, it's busting in a bonfire, cornfield is bending and the breeze is bare feet,
fleeting on a footpath, walking out [G] forever on the [C] country morning trees.
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_ _ _ _ Hey darling, my, what [G] you find?
[F] Come on [C] over and see me sometime.
Hey darling, run to the bag of cash, sing high, skating through the rain, a hound dog,
baring out a cottontail, running through the stigavus, and staying on his trail. _ _ _ _ _
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