Swinging on his arm — Karlzen Mary

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SWINGING ON HIS ARM (Mary Karlzen) [Pardon the weird formatting; Mary has a tendency to break her lines up in unusual ways, making it hard to type out chords...]

Drive the car down the dirt road, and back behind the barn Back where we used to hide, and run out on the fields With those dogs fast on our heels; I didn't know That those dogs would never bite (bite) Catching bugs back by the light, in the trees I see you hiding I see you hiding

Well I'd give everything I own for a taste of yesterday To hear my father calling out "Mary," well I know just what he'd say Back to the farm, we'd be out to the fields (??), and I'd be Swinging on, swinging on his arm

And walk out to the prairie there, thinking we'd find God somewhere But he was nowhere to be found And climb up on a haystack, and have us a look around Don't you know, not one tree broke the ground And of all the things I miss, I can tell you, I can tell you I can tell you this

Well I'd give everything I own for a taste of yesterday To hear my father calling out "Mary," well I know just what he'd say Back to the farm, we'd be out to the fields (??), and I'd be Swinging on, swinging on his arm, and I'd be Swinging on, swinging on his arm, and I'd be

Instrumental

Instrumental

And of all the things I miss, I can tell you, I can tell you I can tell you this

Well I'd give everything I own for a taste of yesterday To hear my father calling out "Mary," well I know just what he'd say Back to the farm, we'd be out to the fields (??), and I'd be Swinging on, swinging on his arm, well I'd be Swinging on, swinging on his arm, well I'd be Swinging on, swinging on his arm, I'd be

Slowly:

Drive the car down the dirt road, and back behind the barn