capo 1
C G F Em
there is a young cowboy , he lives on the range ,
Am F C Em
his horse and his cattle are his only companions ,
Am F C Em
he works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons ,
F C G Dm G
waiting for summer , his pastures to change .
F G C
and as the moon rises he sits by his fire ,
Am F C G
thinking about women and glasses of beer ,
F G C
and closing his eyes as the doggies retire ,
Am F C G
he sings out a song which is soft but it’s clear ,
D G
as if maybe someone could hear .
chorus :
C F G C
he says goodnight you moonlight ladies ,
Am F C
rock – A – bye sweet baby james ,
Am F C
deep greens and blues are the colors i choose ,
D G
won’t you let me go down in my dreams ,
F G C
and rock – A – by sweet baby james .
well the first of december was covered with snow ,
and so was the turnpike from stockbridge to boston ,
the birkshires seemed dream – like on account of that frostin’ ,
with ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go .
there’s a song that they sing when they take to the ighway ,
a song that they sing when they take to the sea ,
a song that they sing of their home in the sky ,
maybe you can believe it , if it helps you to sleep ,
but singing works just fine for me .
chorus .
he says goodnight you moonlight ladies ,
rock – A – bye sweet baby james ,
deep greens and blues are the colors i choose ,
won’t you let me go down in my dreams ,
and rock – A – by sweet baby james .
capo 1
C G F Em
there is a young cowboy , he lives on the range ,
Am F C Em
his horse and his cattle are his only companions ,
Am F C Em
he works in the saddle and he sleeps in the canyons ,
F C G Dm G
waiting for summer , his pastures to change .
F G C
and as the moon rises he sits by his fire ,
Am F C G
thinking about women and glasses of beer ,
F G C
and closing his eyes as the doggies retire ,
Am F C G
he sings out a song which is soft but it’s clear ,
D G
as if maybe someone could hear .
chorus :
C F G C
he says goodnight you moonlight ladies ,
Am F C
rock – A – bye sweet baby james ,
Am F C
deep greens and blues are the colors i choose ,
D G
won’t you let me go down in my dreams ,
F G C
and rock – A – by sweet baby james .
well the first of december was covered with snow ,
and so was the turnpike from stockbridge to boston ,
the birkshires seemed dream – like on account of that frostin’ ,
with ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go .
there’s a song that they sing when they take to the ighway ,
a song that they sing when they take to the sea ,
a song that they sing of their home in the sky ,
maybe you can believe it , if it helps you to sleep ,
but singing works just fine for me .
chorus .
he says goodnight you moonlight ladies ,
rock – A – bye sweet baby james ,
deep greens and blues are the colors i choose ,
won’t you let me go down in my dreams ,
and rock – A – by sweet baby james .
