Written by Pat Green
INTROVERSE I E G# September comes to Texas just one time every year, A F# so we get our guns and our pickup trucks, A B7 E and a bunch of that Lone Star beer, well we head out for the open plains, G# where the birds they all flow like wine, A F# we hunt them up then we shoot them down, A B7 E man it makes me feel so fine, The manly sport is what I'm talking about, G# so you can grab you a pouch of chew, A F# If we get bored 'cause the birds won't fly, A B7 E we'll shoot the rabbits with my .22. CHORUS I A E I don't wanna go to Paris, I get enough French will my fries, A F# B just send me on down to Abilene, for the huntingman's paradise, E Honey you can stay at home all day, laugh and dance, A go out shopping and play, 'cause I'll be out with the boys, B E (go back to the intro E) on a West Texas Holiday. BREAK play verse chords VERSE II E G# Hunting is a lot like religion or so it is I'm told, A F# they're both just a simple little way of life, A B7 E and they're both good for your soul, from Robert Earl Keen G# to Robert E. Lee, perfect strangers or best of friends, A F# A B7 E we all have a common little bond between us, we were born to be huntin men. G# If it flies it dies you know they say, and so often times it's true, A F# yeah but you take yours and I'll take mine, A F# E and we'll have us a Bar-B-Que. CHORUS II A E I don't wanna go to Paris, I get enough French will my fries, A F# B just send me on down to Abilene, for the huntingman's paradise, E Honey you can stay at home all day, laugh and dance, A go out shopping and play, 'cause I'll be out with the boys, B E on a West Texas Holiday. REPEAT CHORUS II END ON INTRO Ehide this tab---------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- -9-9-9-9-------------------------------- -9-9-9-9-------------------------------- -7-7-7-7-------------------------------- ---------7770---------------------------
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