Down In The Valley

F C Am C C I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade F C Am C C Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days F C C Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways F C C Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways Intro Again F C Call it one drink too many Am C C Call it pride of a man F C Am C But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand F N.C. C 'Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin F N.C. C Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grin F C Am C We do it over and over and over again F C Am C We do it over and over and over again F Am C G Oh -oh -oh -oh (slow) (straight strumming) F Am C Oh -oh -oh -oh (build) F Am C G Oh -oh -oh -oh F Am I know there's California, Oklahoma C G And all of the places I ain't ever been to but F Down in the valley with Am Whiskey rivers C G These are the places you will find me hidin' F Am These are the places I will always go (not slow) F C These are the places I will always go (not slow) F I am on my way (slow) Am I am on my way (slow) F C I am on my way back to where I started F Am C G (build) F Am C G Oh -oh -oh -oh (straight strumming) F Am C G Oh -oh -oh -oh (build) (continued in the background) F Am One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls C G I hail your face, and then I saw you standing out F ............................... Am ............ (build) C G I saw your face in the crowd and you came out F ................... Am ............ (build) C G You saw me crossing the valley and you came in F Am There was a sign on the door and it reads to me C G Just like the grass and the sign when you walked in F Am C G Oh -oh -oh -oh (straight strumming) F Am C G Oh -oh -oh F I am on my way (slow) Am I am on my way (slow) F C I am on my way back to where I started F Am California, Oklahoma C G And all of the places I ain't ever been to but F Down in the valley with Am Whiskey rivers C G These are the places you will find me hidin' F Am These are the places I will always go (slow) F C These are the places I will always go (slow) F C So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade F C Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways