Rodney Crowell - Banks of the old bandera

^COn the banks of the ^Gold ^CBandera where ^Amroams a ^Gbarefoot ^Cchild ^AmOn Sunday ^Ggolden ^Cevenings?. ^Fshortcuts ^Dm7Out along the high wire lines ^GDown the dusty road

^CThe hills they ^Gwear blue ^Cbonnets Like a ^Ampretty ^Gcotton ^Cgown And ^Amsummer ^Grain falls ^Cdown like ^Fhoney ^Dm7Sweet magnolia blossoms grow ^GsusAnd old men dance ^G

^Dm7Once we ran bare footed through a ^Cclover full of dew ^Dm7Once we learned to play like lone ^CComanche?s running loose ^CWhat it made it you ^Gfeel like is a ^Csong ^AmAnd what it ^Gfeels like now has ^Cgone

^CI can hear the ^Gscreen door ^Cslamming Run a ^Amfooter ^Grace to the ^Ccreek You could ^Amsee ^Gclean to the ^Cbottom?? ^Fand deeper ^Dm7Just depends on how u look ^GsusMaybe where u ^Gstand

^Dm7Monkey vines and swimming holes lay ^Cjust around the bend ^Dm7The rope we used to swing on now hangs ^Ctattered in the wind ^CWhat it made it ^Gfeel like is a ^Csong ^AmWhat it ^Gfeels like is now has ^Cgone ^CWhat it made it ^Gfeel like is a ^Csong

^AmUna^Gcc^Fompanied guitar to finish