Americas Great National Pasttime

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# # From Fri Mar 21 11:33:04 1997 Date: Mon 17 Mar 1997 19:47:21 GMT From: To: Subject: America’s Great National Pastime  The Byrds    Chords Roy had the words so lets try these chords. Please post corrections The Byrds  America’s Great National Pastime written by Skip Battin                                                        Kim Fowler One of America’s great national pastimes is drinking a coke Taking  a smoke   telling a joke One of America’s great national pastimes is playing ball Taking it all  and thinking so small But the great taste of coke has refreshed players The hot and tired the weary and the sore But the great taste of coke has refreshed players The hot and tired the weary and the sore One of America’s great national pastimes is chocolate fudge Carrying a grudge  bribing a judge One of America’s great national pastimes is poisoning rain Acting insane  inflicting pain But the great taste of coke has refreshed players The hot and tired the weary and the sore But the great taste of coke has refreshed players The hot and tired the weary and the sore One of America’s great national pastimes is  the worship of speed Planting  the seeds  taking more than she needs One of America’s great national pastime is cutting the grass Grabbing some ass living too fast But the great taste of coke has refreshed players The hot and tired the weary and the sore But the great taste of coke has refreshed players The hot and tired the weary and the sore   Copyright @ 1971 Kyo Music and Bad Boy Music   From the "Farther Along"  LP Columbia Records 1971 The Byrds                        Old Blue              arranged by Roger McGuinn Well I had an old dog and his name was Blue        Well I had an old dog and his name was Blue Well I had an old dog and his name was Blue Betcha five dollars he’s a good dog too                      Oh Blue chased a possum up a holler limb          Blue chased a possum up a holler limb Blue chased a possum up a holler limb The possum growled Blue  whined at him Bye bye blue   you good dog  you   bye bye blue  you good dog you When old Blue died he died so hard He shook the ground in my back yard      We lowered him down with a golden chain And every link we called his name Bye bye blue   you good dog  you   bye bye blue  you good dog you My old Blue he was a good old hound You’d hear him hollar miles around When I get to heaven first thing I’ll do Is grab my horn and call for Blue Bye bye blue   you good dog  you   bye bye blue  you good dog you      Copyright @ 1969 Blackwood Music Inc. McHillby Inc.      From the "Dr Byrds and Mr Hyde" LP