Ballad Of Ole Betsy

G Em Bm E7 Betsy, Betsy, C Am7 D7 Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah G Bm She was born in 'thirty-two C D7 And was she ever pretty G Bm She rode a freight train west C B7 All the way from Detroit City Em7 G Betsy's seen more places C Cm Than I'll ever hope to see Bm7 Em7 Betsy's been more loyal Am7 D7 Than any friend could be G Bm With some she traveled fast C D7 With others it was slow G Bm Betsy's seen them all C B7 She's seen them come and go Em7 G She must have had some favorites C Cm Before I finally met her Bm7 Em7 And now that she's all mine Am7 D7 They better just forget her G G7 Betsy was a lady C Cm And that she will remain Bm7 Em7 Betsy took some beatings Am7 D7 But she never once complained G Bm She had a classic beauty C D7 That everyone could see G Bm I was the last to meet her C B7 But she gave her life to me Em7 G She may be rusted iron C Cm But to me she's solid gold Bm7 Em7 And I just can't hold the tears back Am7 D7 C G 'Cause Betsy's growing old