Irving Berlin

C Em I started those fillies at the pens this mornin' F C You know the buckskin and the bay, Em Before the wind started blowin' too hard F C At the mid part of the day, Em The driest spring in ninety-one years F Dm The radio played on. C Em F D Said, Irving Berlin is hundred years old today C G C The windá¢s gone and blown my woman away C Em The Bay's a little sweetheart ... yeah she is F C Pretty much like her mom, Em The Buckskin's rank ... took me twenty minutes F C Just to put the hobbles on, Em She's smart and she's fast and she doná¢t like people F Dm She trembles as she stands. C Em F D And Irving Berlin is a hundred years old today C G C The wind's gone and blown my woman away. Am Good God almighty is it ever gonna rain? Em Are you ever coming home! F I wonder if old Irving ever wrote a song Fm About blowed out country, a marriage gone wrong C G And a cowboy on the telephone? Happy birthday, Irving, God bless you Are you glad just to be alive! The hockey game is on tonight from Boston I've got the Oilers in five, Tomorrow I'm gonna try and fix this tractor And try to keep my mind off of you And Irving Berlin is a hundred years old today The wind's gone and blown my woman away Irving Berlin is 100 years old today The windá¢s gone and blown my woman away