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Mandaddy Trout Fishing In America
[E]Summer is coming, catfish are jumping
The willows are [D]weeping up the r[A]iver
Mandaddy's wa[E]gon comes rattling and dragging
His magical r[A]oute[B]
He's bringing ghost s[E]tories and bright penny whistles
White Chinese m[D]uzzles in tins of g[A]lory
Look on the [E]horizon and see the dust ro[D]lling d[A]own the r[E]oad
Chorus:
My na[B]me is Mandaddy and I ro[A]am these h[E]ills
I sin[B]g and I whistle and I'll [A]cure your i[E]lls
Oh Ma[A]ndaddy, Oh Ma[C#m]ndaddy's gonna cure your i[F#]lls
Man[B]daddy's gonna cure your i[E]lls
He w[E]alks like a farmer, talks like warm water
Smells like to[D]bacco and gun p[A]owder
He's bringing red g[E]arters and bright copper kettles
and brown leather s[A]hoes[B]
He says, "I rem[E]ember when your folks was young'uns
Laughing and ru[D]nning in Indian su[A]mmer
They'd watch the h[E]orizon and see the dust r[D]olling d[A]own the r[E]oad!"
Chorus
Everything ch[E]anges, it's only natural
Nothing re[D]mains as it once s[A]tarted
This time next su[E]mmer I may not be here, hear what I say
Children I lov[E]e you, you make life worth living
The rivers worth cr[E]ossing the gifts worth [A]giving
Look on the ho[E]rizon and see the dust roll[D]ing d[A]own the [E]road
Chorus
transcribed by Erik Karlsson
Stabnste@phoenix.phoenix.net
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