The Flyboy & The Kid.
Rodney Crowell.
Album: Tarpaper Sky.
Capo 3
Intro: A E A D A
A E A
May the wind be at your back, and the World sit at your feet,
D A Bm E
May you waltz across Wyoming, with a rose clutched in your teeth,
A E A
May the answers to your questions, fall like raindrops right on queue,
D A D E A
May you set up shop in Heaven, 'fore the Devil knows you're due.
Chorus:
E A D A D
Ooh, here's to love, here's to life, all the fair and tender ladies,
Bm7 E A D
And the plain dirt farmer's wife, yeah, here's to you, here's to me,
A D E A
Some old mad dog mountain Flyboy, and the kid from Tennessee.
Break: A E A D A
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A E A
May your nights be filled with laughter, and your days with honest work,
D A Bm E
May you wake up smelling roses, when you’re face down in the dirt,
A E A
If you had the sense to come in, when the storm clouds start to grow,
D A D E A
You wouldn’t be my right hand and the best friend that I know.
Chorus:
E A D A D
Ooh, here's to life, here's to love, when your heart beats like a lion,
Bm7 E A D
And your shoes fit like a glove, yeah, here's to you, here's to me,
A D E A
Some old mad dog mountain Flyboy, and the kid from Tennessee.
Break: E Bm7 E A D A D E Bm7 E A D A
A E A
May you always stay in touch with the things, that keep you young,
D A Bm E
When you're staring at injustice, may you never bite your tongue,
A E A
May the bear tracks in your future, find you downwind in a glade,
D A D E A
Where the grass as green as absinthe, comes in forty different shades.
Chorus:
E A D A D
Ooh, here's to love, here's to life, all the fair and tender ladies,
Bm7 E A D
And the old fishmongers wife, yeah, here's to you, here's to me,
A D E A
Some old mad dog mountain Flyboy, and the kid from Tennessee.
E A D A Bm
Yeah, set 'em up, drinks for free, it's the mad dog mountain Flyboy,
D E A E A D A
And the kid from Tennessee.
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