Chords for Early Tex Morton - The Good Old Droving Days (1943).
Tempo:
143.8 bpm
Chords used:
F
C
G
Dm
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F]
A lee, yod-lee, yod [Bb]-lee, [C] yod-lee, [F] dee, yod-lee-dee
I gotta go away, cuz [G] I could never stay, [C] where I don't feel [F] at home
I've got the wanderlust, I [G] gotta go, oh bust, [C] it's in my blood to roam
I [F] wanna ride along, hear [G] the campfire songs, [C] and [F] live the Stockman's ways
And I will soon be back to [G] the old outback and [C] the good old grovin' [F] days.
I wanna ride again out [Dm] on the open plain [C] with my stock whip in my [F] hand.
I'm gonna rest at night out [Dm] in the pale starlight, [C] driving the mob over land.
To [F] hear the stampede's roar, [Dm] just to feel saddlesore, [C] I don't care what it [F] pays.
I'll make a dam for two, just [G] like the ones we knew back [C] in the good old [F] grovin' days.
I hear the stock whip's crack out [G] on a mountain track, I [C] hear the old blue hill [F] is buck.
I see a young steer fall and [G] then I hear him ball [C] as the brand iron leaves its mark.
And [F] I can visualize when [G] I just close my eyes [C] the desert sunset rays.
And so my [F] heart goes [G] back to my old cattle hack [C] and the good old [F] grovin' days.
And so I'm gonna leave, [G] but please don't grieve, [C] cause that's where I [F] belong.
And a drover's wife [Dm] has a lonely life, [C] cause he's away so long.
And if I married you, why [Dm] that would never do, [C] though I'll think of you [F] always.
But my heart so true would not [G] belong to you, [C] but to the good old [F] grovin' days.
[G] [C]
[D] [F]
[G] [C]
[F]
[G] [F]
[C] [F]
[G] [C]
[F] [E]
[F] I'm gonna ride again out on the [G] open plain, hear [C] the old blue hill is buck.
I hear [F] the stock whip's crack out [G] on a mountain track, [C] and the [Gm] dingoes when it's dark.
[C] I'll hear [F] the stampede's roar, I [G] wanna feel saddlesore, [C] and I don't [Gm] care what it [C] pays.
[F] And so I'll soon be back, I'll [G] have me old bush hack [C] and my good old [F] grovin' days.
Yodel-ay-ee-ay, [Gm] yodel-ay-ee-ay, [C] yodel-ay-dee-dee, [F] yodel-ay-dee.
[N]
A lee, yod-lee, yod [Bb]-lee, [C] yod-lee, [F] dee, yod-lee-dee
I gotta go away, cuz [G] I could never stay, [C] where I don't feel [F] at home
I've got the wanderlust, I [G] gotta go, oh bust, [C] it's in my blood to roam
I [F] wanna ride along, hear [G] the campfire songs, [C] and [F] live the Stockman's ways
And I will soon be back to [G] the old outback and [C] the good old grovin' [F] days.
I wanna ride again out [Dm] on the open plain [C] with my stock whip in my [F] hand.
I'm gonna rest at night out [Dm] in the pale starlight, [C] driving the mob over land.
To [F] hear the stampede's roar, [Dm] just to feel saddlesore, [C] I don't care what it [F] pays.
I'll make a dam for two, just [G] like the ones we knew back [C] in the good old [F] grovin' days.
I hear the stock whip's crack out [G] on a mountain track, I [C] hear the old blue hill [F] is buck.
I see a young steer fall and [G] then I hear him ball [C] as the brand iron leaves its mark.
And [F] I can visualize when [G] I just close my eyes [C] the desert sunset rays.
And so my [F] heart goes [G] back to my old cattle hack [C] and the good old [F] grovin' days.
And so I'm gonna leave, [G] but please don't grieve, [C] cause that's where I [F] belong.
And a drover's wife [Dm] has a lonely life, [C] cause he's away so long.
And if I married you, why [Dm] that would never do, [C] though I'll think of you [F] always.
But my heart so true would not [G] belong to you, [C] but to the good old [F] grovin' days.
[G] [C]
[D] [F]
[G] [C]
[F]
[G] [F]
[C] [F]
[G] [C]
[F] [E]
[F] I'm gonna ride again out on the [G] open plain, hear [C] the old blue hill is buck.
I hear [F] the stock whip's crack out [G] on a mountain track, [C] and the [Gm] dingoes when it's dark.
[C] I'll hear [F] the stampede's roar, I [G] wanna feel saddlesore, [C] and I don't [Gm] care what it [C] pays.
[F] And so I'll soon be back, I'll [G] have me old bush hack [C] and my good old [F] grovin' days.
Yodel-ay-ee-ay, [Gm] yodel-ay-ee-ay, [C] yodel-ay-dee-dee, [F] yodel-ay-dee.
[N]
Key:
F
C
G
Dm
Gm
F
C
G
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A lee, yod-lee, yod [Bb]-lee, [C] yod-lee, [F] dee, yod-lee-dee _
_ _ _ _ I gotta go away, cuz [G] I could never stay, [C] where I don't feel [F] at home
I've got the wanderlust, I [G] gotta go, oh bust, [C] it's in my blood to roam
I [F] wanna ride along, hear [G] the campfire songs, [C] and [F] live the Stockman's ways
And I will soon be back to [G] the old outback and [C] the good old grovin' [F] days.
I wanna ride again out [Dm] on the open plain [C] with my stock whip in my [F] hand.
I'm gonna rest at night out [Dm] in the pale starlight, [C] driving the mob over land.
To [F] hear the stampede's roar, [Dm] just to feel saddlesore, [C] I don't care what it [F] pays.
I'll make a dam for two, just [G] like the ones we knew back [C] in the good old [F] grovin' days.
I hear the stock whip's crack out [G] on a mountain track, I [C] hear the old blue hill [F] is buck.
I see a young steer fall and [G] then I hear him ball [C] as the brand iron leaves its mark.
And [F] I can visualize when [G] I just close my eyes [C] the desert sunset rays.
And so my [F] heart goes [G] back to my old cattle hack [C] and the good old [F] grovin' days.
And so I'm gonna leave, [G] but please don't grieve, [C] cause that's where I [F] belong.
_ And a drover's wife [Dm] has a lonely life, [C] cause he's away so long.
_ And if I married you, why [Dm] that would never do, [C] though I'll think of you [F] always.
_ But my heart so true would not [G] belong to you, [C] but to the good old [F] grovin' days. _ _ _ _
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_ [D] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[F] _ _ I'm gonna ride again out on the [G] open plain, hear [C] the old blue hill is buck.
_ I hear [F] the stock whip's crack out [G] on a mountain track, [C] and the [Gm] dingoes when it's dark.
[C] I'll hear [F] the stampede's roar, I [G] wanna feel _ saddlesore, [C] and I don't [Gm] care what it [C] pays.
[F] And so I'll soon be back, I'll [G] have me old bush hack [C] and my good old [F] grovin' days.
Yodel-ay-ee-ay, [Gm] yodel-ay-ee-ay, [C] yodel-ay-dee-dee, [F] yodel-ay-dee. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
A lee, yod-lee, yod [Bb]-lee, [C] yod-lee, [F] dee, yod-lee-dee _
_ _ _ _ I gotta go away, cuz [G] I could never stay, [C] where I don't feel [F] at home
I've got the wanderlust, I [G] gotta go, oh bust, [C] it's in my blood to roam
I [F] wanna ride along, hear [G] the campfire songs, [C] and [F] live the Stockman's ways
And I will soon be back to [G] the old outback and [C] the good old grovin' [F] days.
I wanna ride again out [Dm] on the open plain [C] with my stock whip in my [F] hand.
I'm gonna rest at night out [Dm] in the pale starlight, [C] driving the mob over land.
To [F] hear the stampede's roar, [Dm] just to feel saddlesore, [C] I don't care what it [F] pays.
I'll make a dam for two, just [G] like the ones we knew back [C] in the good old [F] grovin' days.
I hear the stock whip's crack out [G] on a mountain track, I [C] hear the old blue hill [F] is buck.
I see a young steer fall and [G] then I hear him ball [C] as the brand iron leaves its mark.
And [F] I can visualize when [G] I just close my eyes [C] the desert sunset rays.
And so my [F] heart goes [G] back to my old cattle hack [C] and the good old [F] grovin' days.
And so I'm gonna leave, [G] but please don't grieve, [C] cause that's where I [F] belong.
_ And a drover's wife [Dm] has a lonely life, [C] cause he's away so long.
_ And if I married you, why [Dm] that would never do, [C] though I'll think of you [F] always.
_ But my heart so true would not [G] belong to you, [C] but to the good old [F] grovin' days. _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [D] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
[F] _ _ I'm gonna ride again out on the [G] open plain, hear [C] the old blue hill is buck.
_ I hear [F] the stock whip's crack out [G] on a mountain track, [C] and the [Gm] dingoes when it's dark.
[C] I'll hear [F] the stampede's roar, I [G] wanna feel _ saddlesore, [C] and I don't [Gm] care what it [C] pays.
[F] And so I'll soon be back, I'll [G] have me old bush hack [C] and my good old [F] grovin' days.
Yodel-ay-ee-ay, [Gm] yodel-ay-ee-ay, [C] yodel-ay-dee-dee, [F] yodel-ay-dee. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _