{t:Way Over Yonder in the Minor Key}
{st:Words: Woody Guthrie, music: Billy Bragg 1997}
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|: d - D u d u D u :| slow swing
{eot}
[G] I lived in a place called Okfus[C]kee
And I had a little girl in a holler [G]tree
I said, little girl, it's plain to [C]see
Ain't nobody that can sing like [G]me,
[D]ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
[G]She said it's hard for me to [C]see
How one little boy got so [G]ugly
Yes, my little girly, that might [C]be, but there
Ain't nobody that can sing like [G]me,
[D]ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
{c:Chorus:}
{soc}
[C]Way over yonder in the minor [G]key
[D]Way over yonder in the minor [Em]key
[D]There ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
{eoc}
[G]We walked down by the Buckeye [C]Creek
To see the frog eat the goggle eye [G]bee
To hear that west wind whistle to the [C]east. there
Ain't nobody that can sing like [G]me,
[D]ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
[G]Oh my little girly will you let me [C]see
Way over yonder where the wind blows [G]free
[G]Nobody can see in our holler [C]tree, and there
Ain't nobody that can sing like [G]me,
[D]ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
{c:Chorus:}
{soc}
[C]Way over yonder in the minor [G]key
[D]Way over yonder in the minor [Em]key
[D]There ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
{eoc}
[G]Her mama cut a switch from a cherry [C]tree
And laid it on to she and [G]me
It stung lots worse than a hive of [C]bees, but there
Ain't nobody that can sing like [G]me,
[D]ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
[G]Now I have walked a long, long[C]ways
And I still look back to my tanglewood [G]days
I've led lots of girls since then to [C]stray, saying
Ain't nobody that can sing like [G]me,
[D]ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
{c:Chorus:}
{soc}
[C]Way over yonder in the minor [G]key
[D]Way over yonder in the minor [Em]key
[D]There ain't nobody that can sing like [Em]me
{eoc}
{t:Way Over Yonder in the Minor Key}
