C F G C F G
Oh, I like to rise when the sun, she rises, early in the morning,
C F G
C F
G
I like to hear them small birds
singing merrily upon their lay-land.
C F G
And hurrah for the life of a country kid,
C G C - G
and to ramble in the new mown
hay.
C F G
1. In the spring we sow, in the harvest mow,
C F G
and
that’s how the seasons around they go,
C F G
but
of all the times, if choose I may,
C G C - G
it’s
to ramble in the new mown hay.
+ CHORUS
C F
G
2. In the winter when the sky is gray,
C F G
we
edge and ditch our lives away.
C F G
In the summer when the sun
shines gay,
C G C - G
we go
ramble in the new mown hay.
+ CHORUS + instumental =
verse 2
+ CHORUS + instrumental = CHORUS + C
(Dan Zanes
and friends)