Ian Tyson - Red velvet

Four ^Gmonths ago in ^AApril, on a ^Dday-coach she came ^Cdown And the ^Gdusty autumn ^Dwinds begin to ^Gblow ^D I should'a ^Gknown I couldn't ^Ahold her livin' ^Dout so far from ^Ctown And the ^Gnights to come are ^Dlong and slow to ^Ggo ^D

Well ^Gnow she's up and ^Aleft me and went ^Dwalkin' down the ^Cline And the ^Gdusty autumn ^Dwinds begin to ^Gblow ^D All ^Gdressed up in red ^Avelvet & ^Dher high-heeled shoes^C so fine And the ^Gnights to come are ^Dlong and slow to ^Ggo

Well if ^FI'd only ^Cknown, be^Dfore we ^Gkissed, that ^CYou can't keep red ^Dvelvet on a ^D7poor dirt farm like ^Gthis ^G7 So ^Cnow she's gone and ^Dleft me & w^Gent walkin' down ^Fthe line And the ^Cdusty autumn ^Gwinds begin to ^Cblow ^G

Well I'll ^Csit & count ^Dthe evening sta^Grs, as they wa^Flk around When the ^Cdusty autumn ^Gwinds begin to ^Cblow ^G Then I'll ^Ccall my dog &a^Dmp; take the truc^Gk & drive ^Fon into town 'Cause the ^Cnights to come are ^Glong & slow^C to g^Go

Well I'll ^Csit & count ^Dthe evening sta^Grs, as they wal^Fk around And the ^Cdusty autumn ^Gwinds begin to ^Cblow ^G Then I'll ^Ccall my dog &a^Dmp; take the truc^Gk & drive ^Fon into town 'Cause the ^Cnights to come are ^Glong & slow^C to ^Ggo

And those ^Cdusty autumn ^Gwinds, be - gin to ^Cblow