Gary P. Nunn

Cow Pasture Pool(Chords)

Gary P. Nunn

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Intro : E 
 
{verse} 
       E                     A 
Well I took up golf a little late in life. 
  E                       A 
I got a set of clubs from my sweet wife. 
          E                                      B7 
She said, 'You've been spending too much time at home. 
E                    A 
Me and some good old buddies of mine, 
E                            A 
heading to the links for the very first time. 
      E                       B7              E     
And I discovered the greatest sport I've ever known. 
 
 
{verse} 
           E                A 
Well its a lot like fishing without the lake.  
    E                    A 
You get up early and you stay out late. 
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Take everything you own and toss it on the cart. 
E                     A              
Ice chest, cold beer, pork rinds too. 
E                       A 
Golf clubs, golf balls, tees and shoes. 
            E                    B7                        E 
Then you're off down the fairway chasing that little white ball. 
 
 
{chorus} 
A           B7 
Cow pasture pool. 
E                A 
Learning all the rules. 
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Red stakes, hazards, white stakes, out of bounds. 
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Well I'm hitting five, hollering four, 
E                  A 
writing three down for my score. 
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Lord I really love this game of golf. 
 
 
{verse} 
         E                         A 
Well you got to make a side bet on every hole. 
E                   A 
Nothing more than a dollar or so. 
E                                               B7 
Longest off the tee box, the closest one to the pin. 
       E                  A 
Theres birdies, greenies, sandies and trash. 
E            A 
Man I hope I brought enough cash. 
         E                 B7                E 
If I can sink a forty foot putt I think I'll win. 
 
{chorus} 
 
{verse} 
        E                     A 
Now its quiet on the tee box, about to hit. 
E                                 A 
Grab a club, ya swing hard and ya holler ah shit. 
  E                                      B7 
I hit another mulligen, that ones out of play. 
    E                      A 
Yer head down, swing easy, back in your stance. 
           E                          A 
You hit it past the ladies tee box or drop your pants. 
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There aint no better way to spend the day. 
 
{chorus} 
    A             B7 
I'm hitting five, hollering four, 
E                  A 
writing three down for my score. 
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Lord I really love this game of golf. 
                                   A  E  
Well it looks like a gimme to me. 
 

	        

Written by Thomas Michael Riley

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