Tom: C
C G C G C
[Verse 1]
C G
Too old to wrangle or ride on the swing
C
You beat the triangle and you curse everything
F
If dirt were a kingdom, then you'd be the king
C G C F
On the Goodnight Trail, on the Loving Trail
[Chorus]
C G
Our old woman's lonesome tonight
C G C F
Your French harp blows like a lone bawling calf
C G
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
C
Get in there and blow out the light
[Verse 2]
G
With your snake oil and herbs and your liniments too
C
You can do anything that a doctor can do
F
Except find a cure for your own goddamn stew
C G C F
On the Goodnight Trail, on the Loving Trail
[Chorus]
C G
Our old woman's lonesome tonight
C G C F
Your French harp blows like a lone bawling calf
C G
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
C
Get in there and blow out the light
[Instrumental]
C G C F C G C
[Verse 3]
G
Well, the campfire's gone out and the coffee's all gone
C
The boys are all up and they're raising the dawn
F
And you're sitting there, lost in a song
C G C F
On the Goodnight Trail, on the Loving Trail
[Chorus]
C G
Our old woman's lonesome tonight
C G C F
Your French harp blows like a low-bawling calf
C G
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
C
Get in there and blow out the light
[Verse 4]
C G
I know that someday that I'll be just the same
C
Wearing an apron instead of a name
F
But no one can change it and no one's to blame
C G
'Cause the desert's a book writ in lizards and sage
C
It's easy to look like an old torn-out page
F
All faded and cracked with the colors of age
[Chorus]
C G C F
On the Goodnight Trail, on the Loving Trail
C G
Our old woman's lonesome tonight
C G C F
Your French harp blows like a low-bawling calf
C G
It's a wonder the wind don't tear off your skin
C
Get in there and blow out the light
