Here´s to You Rounders Don Lange

(C) (C/B) (Am) (Am/G) (F) (G)
(C)I never (C/B)knew my (Am)grand-dad,(Am/G)
He was (F)always (G)on the (C)bum.(bass notes G-A-B)
(C)Ev´ry Sep(C/B)tember he’d (Am)catch him a (Am/G)southbound
And (F)ride.(G)
Then, (Em)´long about Christmas, (C)me and my brother,
We´d (F)get a few coins in the (G)mail.
(C) We couldn’ t (C/B)spend ´em,
It was (Am)all he could (Am/G)send
From that (F) Mexico (G)City (C)jail.

Back in the (C/B)thirties, when the (Am)going got (Am/G)rough,
Old (F)grand-dad, (G)he hit the (C)road. (bass notes G-A-B)
(C) Mother was (C/B)young then, she (Am)only re(Am/G)members
His (F)name.(G)
(Em)Granny got work in an (C)old canning factory,
(F) Took in some wash on the (G)side.
(C) Promised her(C/B)self she’d (Am)never for(Am/G)give him,
A (F)promise she (G)kept till she (C)died.(bass notes: C-D-E)

So (F)here’s to you (G)rounders and (C)here’s to you (Am)railroad bums,
(G) Hope you´ll (F)make it home (C)soon. (bass notes: C-D-E)
(F) Here’s to the (G)women who (C)marry for (Am)love
And (G)live with the (F)man in the (C)moon.(C/B) (Am) (Am/G) (F) (G)

Some(C)time near the (C/B)end he (Am)rolled into (Am/G)town,
(F) Ridin’ on that (G)Greyhound (C)line.(bass notes G-A-B)
(C)Guess he got (C/B)old and them (Am)boxcars were (Am/G)harder
To (F)climb.(G)
He (Em)used his last dime for a (C)call to my Granny,
But (F)“No” was her only re(G)ply.
She (C)hung up the (C/B)phone, she (Am)cursed him in (Am/G)German,
But (F)I saw the (G)pain in her (C)eyes.(bass notes: C-D-E)

So (F)here’s to you (G)rounders and (C)here’s to you (Am)railroad bums,
(G) Hope you´ll (F)make it home (C)soon. (bass notes: C-D-E)
(F) Here’s to the (G)women who (C)marry for (Am)love
And (G)live with the (F)man in the (C)moon.(C/B) (Am) (Am/G) (F) (G)

(C)I never (C/B)knew my (Am)grand-dad,(Am/G)
He was (F)always (G)on the (C)bum. (bass notes G-A-B)
(C) Salvation (C/B)Army (Am)sent us a (Am/G)note when he (F)died.(G)
Now (Em)me and my brother, we (C)carry the memory
Of a (F)face that we never have (G)seen,
Like (C)some foreign (C/B)coin that lies (Am)cold in the (Am/G)pocket
Of a (F)young boy’s (G)faded blue (C)jeans.(bass notes: C-D-E)

So (F)here’s to you (G)rounders and (C)here’s to you (Am)railroad bums,
(G) Hope you´ll (F)make it home (C)soon. (bass notes: C-D-E)
(F) Here’s to the (G)women who (C)marry for (Am)love
And (G)live with the (F)man in the (C)moon.(bass notes: C-D-E)
(F)Here’s to you (G)rounders and (C)here’s to you (Am)railroad bums,
(G) Hope you´ll (F)make it home (C)soon. (bass notes: C-D-E)
(F) Here’s to the (G)women who (C)marry for (Am)love
And (G)live with the (F)man in the (C)moon.(C/B) (Am) (Am/G) (F) (G) (C)

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