Sweet Baby James
Ton : DEnglish
There iDs a young cowbAoy he lGives on the rF#mange.
His hBmorse and his cGattle are his oDnly coAmpanion.
He woBmrks in the sGaddle and he sDleeps in the cAanyon.
WGaiting for sDummer, his pAastures to cEmhange. A
And aGs the moon rises he sAits by his fDire.
TBmhinkin' about wGomen and gDlasses of bAeer.
CGlosing his eyes as the dAoggies retDire
He sBmings out a sGong which is sDoft but it's cElear
As iAf maybe sEomeone could hAear.
GDoodnight you mGoonlight lAadieDs.
RBmock-a-bye sGweet baby JDames.
DBmeep greens and bGlues are the cDolors I cDhoose.
Won't you lAet me go Edown in my Adreams.A
And rGock-a-bye sAweet baby JDames.
Now the Dfirst of DeAcember was Gcovered with F#msnow.
And Bmso was the Gturnpike from DStockridge to EBoston.
Lord the BmBerkshires seemed Gdreamlike on aDccount of that Afrosting.
With Gten miles beDhind me and Aten thousand Emmore to go.A
There's a Gsong that they sing when they Atake to the Dhighway.
A Bmsong that they Gsing when they Dtake to the Asea.
A Gsong that they sing of their hoAme in the skDy.
Maybe Bmyou can beGlieve it if it Dhelps you to Esleep.
But Asinging works just Efine for Ame. A
GDoodnight you mGoonlight lAadieDs.
RBmock-a-bye sGweet baby JDames.
DBmeep greens and bGlues are the cDolors I cDhoose.
Won't you lAet me go dEown in my dAreams.A
And rGock-a-bye sAweet baby JDames.