G | Em | |
Th | ere’s a young man th | at I know |
C | G | |
His | age is twenty-o | ne |
Bm | C | D7 | |
He c | omes from down in Southern Color | ad | o |
G | Em | |
He’s j | ust out of the s | ervice |
C | G | |
L | ooking for his f | un |
Am | D7 | G | |
Someday s | oon going w | ith him, someday s | oon |
G | Em | |
My p | arents cannot st | and him |
C | G | |
Cuz he r | ides the rode | o |
Bm | C | D7 | |
My f | ather says that he will leave me cr | y | ing |
G | Em | |
But | I will follow h | im right down |
C | G | |
The r | oughest road I kn | ow |
Am | D7 | G | |
Someday s | oon going w | ith him, someday s | oon |
D | C | G |
When he comes to call my pa, he | ain’t got a good word to s | ay |
Em | Am | D7 |
That’s cause he just as wild | in the younger d | ays |
G | Em | |
So bl | ow you old blue n | orthern |
C | G |
blow my love to m | e |
Em | C | D7 | |
He’s dr | ivin’ in tonight from Calif | orni | a |
G | Em | |
He l | oves his damn old r | odeo |
C | G | |
As m | uch as he loves m | e |
Am | D7 | G | |
Someday s | oon going w | ith him someday s | oon |
Am | D7 | G | |
Someday s | oon going w | ith him someday s | oon |