Red Buds

G A C G 2x G A Well the, the wind blows hard upon whippoorwill hill C G and the red buds sway in the breeze G A And if you listen real close you can hear C G the desperate cry of a broken man on his knees. C G And the rain beats hard on a poor man's head C G And the wind blows the nails out of the tin roof of the shed A C G And the water keeps on risin at the old homestead G A Well if the corns knees high by the fourth of July C G and Mother Nature smiles on us all G And there's a ring around the moon A and that means rain is comin' soon C G and we'll have a good harvest this fall. C G And the rain beats hard on a poor on man's head C G And the wind blows the nails out of the tin roof of the shed A C G And the moon keeps on shinin at the old homestead G A Well the, the wind blows through the wheat field at night C G and it plays a lonely tune G A And the bones clatter in the trees waving in the summer breeze C G Well there ain't nothin like Lee County in June C G And the rain beats hard on a poor man's head C G And the wind blows the nails out of the tin roof of the shed A C G And the river keeps on flowin at the old homestead