(by K. Brown)
There ain't no pie
up in the sky
C G
At least there's not for me
D G
Down here I'm just a workin' man
Dsus
as poor as i can be
C
But on the day
G
you'd marry me
B C
I'd be a richer man
G C G
And cut a slice or two of pie
Dsus G
and mine be sweet pecan
babe
Dsus G
yeah, you're my sweet pecan
G/C/G/Dsus/G
There ain't no pot
of gold
at the end of my rainbow
Down here I'm just
a toil away
until the day I'm old
And when I'm through
I'll tally up
the times I spent with you
Each day's a pot of gold
I'm rich and I got you babe
I'm rich and I got you
And when it's time
for me to fly
I'll be on my way
I spent a life
a workin' man
'bout all I can say
And tried to leave
a better place
than the one in which I came
and you and me made brighter days
out of the ones that rained
babe
out of the ones that rained
G
Well there ain't no pie up in the sky
Dsus G
But you're my sweet pecan babe
Dsus G
you're my sweet pecan
Friday, January 06, 2012
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