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Date: 8/10/00; 12:02:53 PM
From: dnar@webtv.net
Subject: Country Comes To Town by Toby Keith

intro is questionable as I only hear this on the radio.

E   D     C G     A

A                                                  E
Well the weatherman said it might storm 

today
G                                      A                            I
gotta hit the field gotta bail some hay
A                                       E
And I can't let it rain on my Daddy's farm
       G                            A
Til I get it all stacked up high in the barn
A                        
And I'm gonna call my baby she's been 
E
waitin' on me
        G                           A
She lives downtown on Sycamore street
A                                              
And the wheels on the black top a startin' 
      E
to whine
       G                                       A
As I pass that Oklahoma City limit sign

chorus:
A                             E
I'm a hayseed and a plow boy
        D                     A
I'm a farm kid and a cowboy
A                         E          
I'm a roughneck Daddy was a roughneck 
G
too
A                         E
I run around with hillbilly girls
D                                   A
The weekend sits on my hillbilly world
B
You better be ready when the Sun goes 
         E
down
                    G                        A
That's when country comes to town

Ggggg C A


verse 2:
A                                         E
Daddy said child you better leave him be
          G                                  A
Well I don't like him and he sure don't like 

me
A                                           E
Mamma just says ya'll have a little fun
                                      G
Ain't doin' nothin' me and Pappa ain't done
A                                   E
Open up the door to my pick-up truck
             G                            A     
And my baby jumps in and she fires it up
A                                            E
And she gives me a kiss as I crawl in
                   G                              A
We've been waitin' all week for a weekend

chorus