Larry Sparks - City folks call us poor

^GMoonlight shining ^B7on the grassy ^Cmeadow ^GLooks like diamonds ^D7shining in the ^Gnight

Whippoorwills ^B7singing in the ^Cwhite oak ^GCoon dogs barkin' ^D7in the bright moon^Glight

^CHoneysuckle smells just like ^Gsweet perfume ^COld dogs lyin' over by the ^Gdoor

^CWatermelon rinds momma ^Gputs up in a jar And the city folks ^Cthey call us ^Gpoor

Singin' Rock Of ^B7Ages on the ^Cfront porch ^GWatchin' fireflies ^D7light up the mountain ^Gdew

Listenin' to Bill ^B7Monroe on the ^COpry ^GSingin' somethin' ^D7'bout his Uncle ^GPenn

^CHoneysuckle smells just like ^Gsweet perfume ^COld dogs lyin' over by the ^Gdoor

^CWatermelon rinds momma ^Gputs up in a jar And the city folks ^Cthey call us ^Gpoor

God He paints a ^B7picture in the ^Cevenin' sky ^GBlue and purple ^D7orange and shades of ^Gred

He knows we can't af^B7ford no fancy ^Cpaintings So ^Gwe look at the ^D7real thing in^Gstead

^CHoneysuckle smells just like ^Gsweet perfume ^COld dogs lyin' over by the ^Gdoor

^CWatermelon rinds momma ^Gputs up in a jar And the city folks ^Cthey call us ^Gpoor

Oh the city folk ^Cthey call us ^Gpoor