5000 country music songs chords and lyrics - RY COODER

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[Verse 1]
[G]I s[D]tar[A]ted[D] writing coun[A]
[G]try son[A]gs in [D]1962
Just a dream that I had [A]on [D]my [A]mind
My [D]girl and I got married [A]in [D]1963
We [G]tried so hard [A]to keep
our dreams [D]alive
[A]So I [D]bought an old house- trailer
out [G]on the [A]countryside
[D]You can't write country
songs in town they [A]say[E][A]
[D]We packed up and moved out there
[G]and as the time went by
We found that we liked
[A]living free that [D]way[A][D]

[Verse 2]
I [D]got me an old Cadillac [A]just
to have [D]around
Cadillacs and country songs were meant to [A]be
I [D]heard that old Hank Williams
[A]drove one just like [D]mine
So I [G]thought that something
[D]might rub off [A]on [D]me

[Verse 3]
You can [D]take what you [A]want
af[D]ter I'm [G]gone
It's only just a [D]little place that we
called home sweet [A]home
[D]One old house [A]trailer two [Em]rusty [D]Cadillac
[G]s and[D] 5000cou[A]ntry music songs
[D]

[Verse 4]
I always sent my songs [A]up to Nashville [D]town
In case the boys could use [A]a guy [D]like [A]me
But [D]the mailman brought 'em right back
down and I [G]think it made him sad
You're bound to get you
[A]one just wait and see
[D]

[Verse 5]
I recall the year [G]Ray Price
came through [D]town
His tour bus parked about
[A]a mile [Bm]from [A]here
[D]I sat there in the backseat of
[G]that old Coupe De Ville
Those shoes were just too [A]big
to fill that [D]year[A][D]

[Verse 6]
[D]A song on Bobby Bare
would [A]take you anywhere
[D]If I'm[G] still here it was[D]n't
for lack of try[A]ing
My [D]wife would tell me [G]Honey I'm
feelin' somethin' there
Don't care if Bobby [A]never reads

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[Verse 7]
[D]Chorus[A][Em][G][D][A][D][E]
[D]Then [G]late one summer evening
she [D]called me to her side
Saying sing me something
in your real old [A]style[D]
The [G]one I like to [D]hear
Bobby Bare passed by
[E]I'll just close my eyes [F#m]and re[D]st a [A]while
Well she [D]liked that big old [A]tree
and the [G]honey[A]suckle vine
[D]And the mocking bird that sang so tender[A]ly
I just [D]packed up all those song
[G]words and [D]my old [G]guitar
I locked them up and [A]threw away the key

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