If On the day when I was born,

(F)Dad dy sat you down and cried.

I had the mark just as (C)plain as day,

which (D7)could not be de nied.

They say that Cain caught A bel babe,

This (F)roll in’ load ed dice, er.

ace nailed of spades be hind his ear,

and (F)him not think in’ twice.

(E7)er.

(Am)Half step

Mis sis sip pi up town

too del oo.

(F)Hel lo, ba by, I’m (C)gone, good bye.

Half a cup of Rock and Rye,

fare well to you, old (C)South ern Skies.

I’m on my way,

on my way.

They all you got to live comes for

(F)first is what you left be hind,

I get your self a as (C)pow der charge and (D7)seal that sil ver mine.

They Lost my boots in tran sit, shots?

This (F)pile of smok in’ leath er.

I Cue a re tread to my feet and (F)prayed for bet ter weath (E7)er.

(Am)Half step

Mis sis sip pi up town

too del oo.

(F)Hel lo, ba by, I’m (C)gone, good bye.

Half a cup of Rock and Rye,

fare well to you, old (C)South ern Skies.

I’m on my way,

on my way.

On my way,

a (A)cross

the Ri o (D)Gran dee o,

a (A)cross

the la zy (D)riv er.

A (A)cross

the Ri o (D)Gran dee o,

a (A)cross

the la zy (D)riv er.

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