Bud & Travis Naturally

Side One
Summertime Love (from "Greenwillow")
I Never Have Seen Snow (from "House of Flowers")
Los Dos
Golden Apples Of The Sun
Ah Nora, War Is Over
In The Hills Of Shiloh
Guadalajara

Side Two
Red Clay Country
Se Me Hizo Facil
Haiti
It's The Man
Down In The Valley
Joey, Joey, Joey

Lyrics & Chords (Where Available)

Summertime Love/I Never Have Seen Snow

Let the chilly autumn wind blow in the window
Let the chilly autumn wind blow in the door
Let the chilly autumn wind blow down the chimney
And up through a crack in the floor

I never have seen snow
But one thing that I know
Snow ain't so beautiful
Can't be so beautiful
As my love is
As my love is

Still I love my summertime love
Still I miss the kissing and the courting
Still I love my summertime love
With a heart still summertime true

Still I love my summertime love
Still I want her walking close beside me
Still I love my summertime love
Let the seasons change as they do

I never have seen snow
But one thing that I know
Snow ain't so beautiful
Can't be so beautiful
As my love is
As my love is

Still I love my summertime love
Still I miss the kissing and the courting
Still I love my summertime love
With a heart still summertime true
With a heart still summertime true

Los Dos

Te seguire hasta al fin de este mundo
Te seguire con este amor profundo
Sola a ti entregare el corazon, me carino y mi vida
Y por nada ni nadie en el mundo ti olvidare
Yo te dare de mi vida el enero
Y tu seras ese farol de luz
Luna de miel para los dos
Siempre seras, mi amor
Y en un sueno vivermos los dos, los dos.

Golden Apples Of The Sun

I went into the hazel wood
Because a fire was in my head
I cut and peeled a hazel wand
And hooked a berry to a thread
And when white moths were on the wing
And moth-like stars were flickering out
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout
And when I layed it on the bank
And gone to blow the fire aflame
Then something rustled on the floor
And someone called me by my name
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossoms in her hair
Who called me by name and ran
And vanished in the brightening air

Though I am old from wandering
Through quiet lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she is gone
And hold her mouth, and take her hands
And walk through long green dappled grass
And pluck till time and time is done
The silver apples of the moon
The golden apples of the sun

Ah Nora, War Is Over

Norah, darlin', no more cryin'
Happy days are here again
Now the war is over darling
Let us join in this sweet refrain:

Ah, Norah, war is over
Now the war is over, Norah
Ah, Norah, war is over
We can go to (Indiscernible)
Ah, Norah, war is over
You don't have to shout for hunger
Ah, Norah, war is over
Everything is in your favor
Ah, Norah, war is over
("Take it, Bobby!")

Norah, darlin', don't you wonder
Don't you know the war is over
How the country hates potatoes
When they bring them you tell them no!

Ah, Norah, war is over
Now it's over, we will marry
Ah, Norah, war is over
We will live luxuriously
Ah, Norah, war is over
You and I will have more plenty
Ah, Norah, war is over
You will have more energy
Ah, Norah, war is over

Norah, we'll go limbo dancing
All the night till one in the morning
And we'll (indiscernible) keep romancing
Then there wouldn't be so much (indiscernible)

Ah, Norah, war is over
You can't have no funny thinking
Ah, Norah, war is over
You won't hear that ships are sinking
Ah, Norah, war is over
You won't hear that troops are moving
Ah, Norah, war is over
You won't here that planes are falling
Ah, Norah, war is over

At the grocery when you're buying
They won't talk about rationing
And she will be only smiling
And to sell you they will be begging

Ah, Norah, war is over
You won't have to look for nothing
Ah, Norah, war is over
You and I will take it easy
Ah, Norah, war is over
Ah, Norah, war is over
Ah, Norah, war is over

In The Hills Of Shiloh

Have you seen Amanda Blaine
In the hills of Shiloh?
Wanderin' in the morning rain
In the hills of Shiloh

Have you seen her at her door
Listenin' for the cannons' roar
And a man who went to war
From the hills of Shiloh

Have you heard her mournful cry
In the hills of Shiloh?
Have you seen her haunted eyes
In the hills of Shiloh?
Have you seen her runnin' down
Searchin' through the sleepin' town
In her yellowed wedding gown
In the hills of Shiloh

Have you seen her standin' there
In the hills of Shiloh?
Wind a-blowin' through her hair
In the hills of Shiloh
Listenin' for the sounds of guns
Listenin' for the rollin' drums
And a man who never comes
To the hills of Shiloh

Have you heard Amanda sing
In the hills of Shiloh?
Whisperin' to her wedding ring
In the hills of Shiloh
Hear her singin' soft and low
Poor Amanda doesn't know
'Twas ended forty years ago
In the hills of Shiloh

Guadalajara

No lyrics or chords at this time.

Red Clay Country

I'm goin' back to the red clay country
I'm goin' back to the red clay country
I'm goin' back to the red clay country
Where I come from
Where I come from

I don't want cold iron shackles
I don't want cold iron shackles
I don't want cold iron shackles
Hurt my pride
Bud, it hurt my pride

All I need is one sweet woman
All I need is one sweet woman
All I need is one sweet woman
To hold my hand
My weary hand

I'm goin' back to the red clay country
I'm goin' back to the red clay country
I'm goin' back to the red clay country
That's my home
Buddy, that's my home
That's my home
Buddy, that's my home
That's my home
Buddy, that's my home

Se Me Hizo Facil

No lyrics or chords at this time.

Haiti

No lyrics or chords at this time.

It's The Man

They say the woman always pays
That's what the lady always says
Don't let her give you this one if you can
It's the man, it's the man, it's the man

If you take her to a show, you know it costs you lots of dough
She'll ignore you, you will see, and fall in love with Ben Casey
Take her for an auto ride, snuggle up close, side by side
Though you're only shifting gears, she's liable to box your ears

They say the woman always pays
That's what the lady always says
Don't let her give you this one if you can
It's the man, it's the man, it's the man

You walk in with your week's pay
She take one look and then she say:
"I need all this and half a dollar!"
That, my friend, is when you holler!
A man I know says it's the thing
To have a home where you are king
The other night we dropped around
And we were there when he got crowned

They say the woman always pays
That's what the lady always says
Don't let her give you this one if you can
It's the man, it's the man, it's the man

Ever since this world began we've had no chance against woman
No matter how we pick and choose, even when we win we lose
Anyone can plainly see that this old rule is a fallacy
The only time that she will pay, she's spending your dough anyway

They say the woman always pays
That's what the lady always says
Don't let her give you this one if you can
It's the man, it's the man, it's the man
It's the man, it's the man, it's the man

Down In The Valley

Down in the valley, valley so low
Late in the evening, hear the wind blow

Hear the wind blow, Love, hear the wind blow
Late in the evening, hear the wind blow

Write me a letter, send it by mail
Send it in care of Bermingham Jail

Bermingham Jail, Love, Bermingham Jail
Send it in care of Bermingham Jail

If you don't love me, love whom you please
Throw your arms 'round me, give my heart ease

Build me a castle up to the sky
So I can see here as she rides by

Down in the valley, valley so low
Late in the evening, hear the wind blow

Joey, Joey, Joey

Like a perfumed woman
The wind blows in the bunkhouse
Like a perfumed woman, smellin' of where she's been

Like Oregon cherries
Or maybe Texas avacados
Arizona desert
Or Oregon pine
She blows in and she sings to me
'Cuz I'm one of her own
She sings

Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, Joey Joe
You've been too long in one town
Now it's time to go, time to go
Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, travel on

You've been too long in one little town
Now the harvest time's come and gone
That's what the wind sings to me

When the bunk I've been bunkin' in
Gets to feelin' too soft and cozy
When the grub they've been givin' me
Gets to tastin' too good
When I've seen all I want of the ladies of the neighborhood
Then she sings to me

Joey, Joey, Joey
Joey, Joey Joe
You've been too long in the same place
Now it's time to go, time to go
Joey, time to go


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