John Hartford - Where the old red river flows

Well I'm^E dreamin' about Dixie cotton fields and whip^Apoorwills Where I spent my happy chi^Eldhood among the rocks and among the r^B7ills I can^E see my dear old mommy as aro^Aund the place she goes To my home in Louis^Eiana where the old R^B7ed River flo^Ews Hi-lee-oh-layoo you can hear the^E hippies singing soft and ^Alow On my farm in L^Eouisiana where the old^B7 Red River fl^Eows

Well ^Ethe nights are bright on Broadway and the cit^Ay's bright as day On the beach at Con^Eey Island where the liquors make you ^B7gay I'm ^Eheadin' south tonight dear on th^Ae IC where she goes To my home in Lo^Euisiana where the old ^B7Red River fl^Eows