Bobcaygeon

G Am G Am G Am I left your house this morning G Am 'Bout a quarter after nine G Am Coulda been the Willie Nelson G Am Coulda been the wine Bm C When I left your house this morning G Am Just a little after nine Bm C It was in Bobcaygeon, I saw the constellations G Am Reveal themselves, one star at time G Am G Am G Am I drove back to town this morning G Am With working on my mind G Am I thought of maybe quittin' G Am Thought of leavin' it behind Bm C Went back to bed this morning G Am And as I'm pullin' down the blind Bm C Yeah, the sky was dull and hypothetical G Am And fallin' one cloud at a time Em With that night in Toronto C With its checkerboard floors G We were riding on horseback D And keeping in order restored Em Til The Men They Couldn't Hang C Stepped to the mic and sang G D And their voices rang with that Aryan twang Em C G D Em C G D G Am G Am G Am I got to your house this morning G Am Just a little after nine G Am In the middle of that riot G Am Couldn't get you off my mind Bm C So, I'm at your house this morning G Am Just a little after nine Bm Cause, it was in Bobcaygeon C G I saw the constellations reveal themselves Am One star at time G Am G Am One srar at time G Am G Am One star at time G Am G Am One star at time End on G