Some times it feels like this world’s spin ning fast er

than it did in the old days.

So, nat ’ral ly we have more (G7)nat ur al dis as ters

from the strain of a fast pace.

Now, I Sun day was

but a day of rest,

now it’s one more day

for pro gress.

And we can’t slow down

’cause more is best.

It’s all an end

less (F)pro cess.

Well, I miss (Db)May ber ry, (Bbm7)sit tin’ on the porch drink in’ (Eb)ice cold cher ry (Ab)Coke where (Db)ev ’ry thing is black and white.

(Ba da, Ba da, da da da da da da.) Pick in’ on a (Db)six string.

(Eb)Peo ple pass by and you (C7)call ’em by their first name, (Db)watch in’ the clouds roll (Eb)by.

Bye (F)bye.

Some times I can hear this old earth ning shout in’

through the trees as the wind blows.

So, That’s when I climb up here (G7)on ur al this moun tain

to the look through God’s win dow.

Now, I Sun can’t fly,

but I got two feet

now to get me high

up here gress.

And a bove the noise

and cit y streets.

My wor ries dis

ap (F)pear.

cess.

Well, I miss (Db)May ber ry, (Bbm7)sit tin’ on the porch drink in’ (Eb)ice cold cher ry (Ab)Coke where (Db)ev ’ry thing is black and white.

(Ba da, Ba da, da da da da da da.) Pick in’ on a (Db)six string.

(Eb)Peo ple pass by and you (C7)call ’em by their first name, (Db)watch in’ the clouds roll (Eb)by.

Bye (F)bye.

Some times I dream I’m driv in’ down an old dirt (F)road

not e ven list ed on the map.

I pass a dad and son (Eb)car ry in’ a fish in’ pole, but I al ways wake up ev ’ry time I try to turn (F)back.

Bye (F)bye.