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G D The moon beamed down so lightly, G on distant fields of clover. D The gypsy cowboy wanders, G because he knows it's over. D And everything's so quiet. G The town is down in slumber. D G His cowboy lady mutters, let's roll another number. Am D Oh, oh so sad Am D The trouble that's in this old world, G it makes me so sad. Am D Oh, oh so sad, G Mama cried. D And o'er the field of clover, G an angel band was singing. D G With maidens throwing roses, and heaven's lights were screaming D G Calling through the darkness, the voice of one man's brother D G Spouting discontentment, of one way or the other. Am D Oh, oh so sad Am D You build it up you tear it down G Oh it makes me so sad Am D Oh, oh so sad G Mama cried
Written by Dave Torbert
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