Chords for The Watersons-Country Life
Tempo:
129.85 bpm
Chords used:
E
A
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
I like to rise when the sun she rises early in the morning
I like to hear them small birds singing merrily upon the lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new morn day
In spring we sow at the harvest of mow and that's how the seasons round they go
But of all the times if choose I may't won't be rambling through the new morn day
For I like to rise when the sun she rises early in the morning
And I like to hear them small birds singing [E] merrily upon the lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new [A] morn day
[C#] In winter when the sky is grey we engine we ditch our times away
But in the summer when the sun shines gay we go rambling through the new morn day
For I like to rise when the sun she rises early in the morning
And I like to hear them small birds singing merrily upon the lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new morn day
I like to hear them small birds singing merrily upon the lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new morn day
In spring we sow at the harvest of mow and that's how the seasons round they go
But of all the times if choose I may't won't be rambling through the new morn day
For I like to rise when the sun she rises early in the morning
And I like to hear them small birds singing [E] merrily upon the lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new [A] morn day
[C#] In winter when the sky is grey we engine we ditch our times away
But in the summer when the sun shines gay we go rambling through the new morn day
For I like to rise when the sun she rises early in the morning
And I like to hear them small birds singing merrily upon the lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new morn day
Key:
E
A
C#
E
A
C#
E
A
_ I like to rise when the sun she rises _ early in the _ morning
I like to hear them small birds singing merrily upon the _ lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new morn day
In spring we sow at the harvest of mow and that's how the seasons round they go
But of all the times if choose I may't won't be rambling through the new morn day
For _ I like to rise when the sun she rises _ early in the morning
_ And I like to hear them small birds singing _ [E] merrily upon the _ lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new [A] morn day
_ [C#] _ In winter when the sky is grey we engine we ditch our times away
But in the summer when the sun shines gay we go rambling through the new morn day
_ For I like to rise when the sun she rises _ early in the _ morning
And I like to hear them small birds singing merrily upon the _ lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new morn day _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I like to hear them small birds singing merrily upon the _ lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new morn day
In spring we sow at the harvest of mow and that's how the seasons round they go
But of all the times if choose I may't won't be rambling through the new morn day
For _ I like to rise when the sun she rises _ early in the morning
_ And I like to hear them small birds singing _ [E] merrily upon the _ lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new [A] morn day
_ [C#] _ In winter when the sky is grey we engine we ditch our times away
But in the summer when the sun shines gay we go rambling through the new morn day
_ For I like to rise when the sun she rises _ early in the _ morning
And I like to hear them small birds singing merrily upon the _ lathom
And to raffle the life of a country boy and to ramble in the new morn day _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _