Country Life

	  		
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I like to rise when the sun she rises, 
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early in the morning 
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And I like to hear them small birds singing, 
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Merrily upon their laylums 
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And hurrah for the life of a country boy, 
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And to ramble in the new mowed hay.
 

verse 1 
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In spring we sow at the harvest mow 
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And that is how the seasons round they go 
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but of all the times choose I may 
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I'd be rambling through the new mowed hay. 

    A                       D       E 
For I like to rise when the sun she rises, 
A            D  E 
early in the morning 
   A                    D           E 
And I like to hear them small birds singing, 
A                  D  E 
Merrily upon their laylums 
    A                        D       E 
And hurrah for the life of a country boy, 
       A             E         A 
And to ramble in the new mowed hay.
 

verse 2 
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In winter when the sky's gray 
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we hedge and ditch our times away, 
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but in summer when the sun shines gay, 
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We'd go ramblin' through the new mowed hay. 

    A                       D       E 
For I like to rise when the sun she rises, 
A            D  E 
early in the morning 
   A                    D           E 
And I like to hear them small birds singing, 
A                  D  E 
Merrily upon their laylums 
    A                        D       E 
And hurrah for the life of a country boy, 
       A             E         A 
And to ramble in the new mowed hay.