Тональность: D major•
Verse 1
D
I'd rather sleep in a hay box
A
Like a bum on the street
Than a fine feather bed
G
A
Without your little old cold feet
D
A
I'd rather be deaf, dumb and stone blind
D
G
Than to know that your mornin'
A
D
will never be mine
I'd rather die young than
G
I'd rather go hungry
A
than to eat lonesome stew
D
You know it's once in a lifetime
A
And it won't come again
You know it's here and it's gone
G
A
D
A
D
On a magnoli a wing
I'd rather not walk
C
G
D
Through the garden again
A
If I don't catch your scent,
A
D
A
G
A
D
you in
A
D
A
G
A
D
So So
If it ever comes time
A
D
That it comes time to go
A
G
Just pack up your fiddle
A
Just pack up your bow
D
If I can't dance with you,
A
then I won't dance at all
D
G
I'll just sit this one out,
A
D
A
with my back to the wall
D
C
G
D
I'd rather not hear pretty music again
A
If I can't catch your scent
D
A
D
on a magnoli a wing
A
If I can't catch your fiddle,
D
I'm gonna magnol you in
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