Springfield Mill

F#m D F#m A D An ocean without water A D A winter without snow A D A day in the summertime A D With no place to go___ A D Nothing much is dawning A D Just a tiny glow A D Up ahead, sweet river home A D The only one I know_ A D Shade trees on the north side A D Green grass on the hill A D Sun shines down on my front porch A D Here at Springfield Mill F#m A Dbm Bm Living in the city, never knowing people, really alone F#m B A Night life had me going so, I couldn't stay, I had to go ho-ho-ho-home D Kids out in the meadow A D Clothes out on the line A D My woman's in the kitchen, says, A D "It's getting 'bout suppertime__" A D It's been right nice a-talking A D Come back and sit a spell A D But don't ask me to leave my home again A D Believe I'd rather go to Hell__ OUTRO: (## fade to end ##) A Springfield Mill F#m Springfield Mill A Springfield Mill F#m Springfield Mill