The Holy Modal Rounders - Spring of 65

^DmI woke up one morning, in the ^Amspring of^C 6^Dm5 ^DmConsidering myself lucky, ^Amto be f^Cound ^Dmalive. ^DmI hitched up my horses, my ^Ambusiness ^Cto ^Dmpursue, ^DmInstead of hauling four loads, I ^Amonly^C hauled ^Dmtwo.

^DmI'd had my fill of plowing, before the^Am sun ^Cwas ^Dmhigh ^DmThe sunshine made my head feel strange, i^Amt was an^C honest ^Dmtry. ^DmSo I unhitched my mule, ^Amand saddled u^Cp my ^Dmmare ^DmAnd rode down to the grocery, ^Amto see what's^C doin t^Dmhere.

^DmNow farming folk for miles around were g^Amathered in^C the s^Dmtore ^DmEach saying that he'd never left his p^Amlow so so^Con bef^Dmore. ^DmWhile talkin' of the mystery of Go^Amd's unfo^Clding wil^Dml, ^DmOld man Hawkins brought a load of w^Amhiskey from ^Chis sti^Dmll.

^DmNow most of us had never drunk so ea^Amrly in t^Che d^Dmay ^DmBut, since today was special, w^Ame got drun^Ck any^Dmway. ^DmWe got so drunk and crazy, th^Amat we all d^Cid agre^Dme, ^DmTo meet that very night, wher^Ame the fiddl^Ce was to^Dm be.

^DmThe night was clear as crystal, the m^Amoon was fu^Cll and b^Dmright ^DmAnd nothing looked familiar, in that p^Amale, unear^Cthly lig^Dmht. ^DmThere was no wind, no calling birds, in ^Amfact it w^Cas so st^Dmill, ^DmI scarcely drew a breath, till I'd reach^Amed old L^Caurel Hi^Dmll.

^DmI'll tell you of our party, and ^Amhow it ^Cdid com^Dmmence ^DmWhen four of us jolly boys, got ^Amon the fl^Coor to d^Dmance. ^DmThe fiddler being willing, his ^Amarm a bei^Cng str^Dmong, ^DmHe played the Crippled Kingfisher abo^Amut four^C hours l^Dmong.

^DmI see the morning star boys, I gu^Amess we dan^Cced eno^Dmugh ^DmWe'll spend another hour, in p^Amaying cash^C for cu^Dmff. ^DmWe'll go back to our plows, we'll w^Amhistle and ^Cwe'll s^Dming, ^DmWe never shall be guilty of an^Amother such^C a thi^Dmng.

^DmCome all you newsy women,who ^Amgather ne^Cws ab^Dmout ^DmDon't tell no tales upon us, we're ^Ambad eno^Cugh wit^Dmhout. ^DmDont tell no tales up on us, and ^Amkick up a^Cny f^Dmuss, ^DmYou been guilty of the same thing, perh^Amaps a ^Cwhole lo^Dmt worse.