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To: grandpa jones

[G] Eight more miles and Louisville
Will [C] come in to my [G] view
Eight more miles on this old road
And I 'll [A] never more be [D] blue
I [C] knew some day that [G] I'd come back
I knew it from the [D] start
[G] Eight more [D] miles to [G] Louis-[C] ville
The [G] home town [D] of my [G] heart.

[G] There's sure to be a girl somewhere
That [D] you like best of [G] all
Mine lives down in Louisville
She's long and she is [D] tall
But [C] she's the kind that [G] you can't find
A ramblin' through the [D] land
I'm [G] on my [D] way this [G] very [C] day
To [G] win her [D] heart and [G] hand.

:-)


31 posted on 04/19/2006 7:17:58 PM PDT by Sam Cree (Delicacy, precision, force)
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To: Sam Cree

An oldie but goodie from the Freeper Wax Stax...

Still, a good country song needs to have something in it about trains, or pickup trucks ... :)


34 posted on 04/19/2006 7:29:20 PM PDT by grandpa jones
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