Old 97s - White port

For ^Dall its want of wanderin', the ^Gsky was sad and ^Dblue The ^Dgrass was green from envy, no ^Aroots under my shoes I ^Gride the longest, hardest, fastest ^Droutes there are to ^Aride And ^Dall is done with style and grace and ^Awhite port at my ^Dside (yodel)

I ^Dcame into the world of things a ^Gpauper I am ^Dtold ^DFor the things I never got, I'm ^Athankful to my bones With ^Gall its lack of gold and green my ^Dlife has good sup^Aply Of ^Dtreasure in the silver stars and ^Awhite port at my ^Dside

My ^DDenver lass I promised that I'd ^Gbe out west that ^Dday I ^Dheaded east as fast as my two ^Afeet could back away Al^Gl compliments and commitments I've ^Ddispensed far and ^Awide But ^Dall was said with smiling face and ^Awhite port at my ^Dside

Now ^Dpirate lads and scallywags are ^Gbrethren to ^Dme A ^Dsailin' man with no good plan, that's ^Asomething I could be But ^Gjust as quick will I jump ship if ^Dtold to get in ^Aline ^DSend my bones to Davy Jones with ^Awhite port at my ^Dside

Now ^Dlastly I will say that I ain't ^Gseen a bad run ^Dyet An' ^Dwhen the boss says time to get, I'll ^Aget with no regret With ^Gheaven made I'll stake some shade and ^Dair myself out ^Aright ^DDouble check that none suspect the ^Awhite port at my ^Dside With ^Gheaven made I'll stake some shade, I'll ^Dstay there till I ^Adie ^DDouble check that none suspect the ^Awhite port at my ^Dside

I ^Gride the longest, hardest, fastest ^Droutes there are to ^Aride And ^Dall is done with style and grace and ^Awhite port at my ^Dside (yodel)