Elton John

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A  D  A  D

         A                          D
Soon the pines will be falling everywhere
        Bm                  G           E
Village children fight each other for a share
        A                          D
And the 6:09 goes roaring past the creek
       Bm               D               A
Deacon Lee prepares his sermon for next week

      A                             D
I saw grandma yesterday down at the store
           Bm           G               E
Well she's really going fine for eighty four
         A                                D
Well she asked me if sometime I'd fix her barn
         Bm               D               A
Poor old girl she needs a hand to run the farm

         D                E             A
And it's good old country comfort in my bones
         D                 E              A
Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known
        D             E             A G F
Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
        Bm            D            E     A   G D A
Country comfort's any truck that's going home

            A                        D
Down at the well they've got a new machine
            Bm               G           E
The foreman says it cuts man-power by fifteen
              A                                    D
Yeah but that ain't natural well so old Clay would say
               Bm                D       E     A
You see he's a horse-drawn man until his dying day

         D                E             A
And it's good old country comfort in my bones
         D                 E              A
Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known
        D             E             A G F
Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
        Bm            D            E     A   G D A
Country comfort's any truck that's going home

        A                                 D
Now the old fat goose is flying cross the sticks
    Bm                 G                E
The hedgehog's done in clay between the bricks
        A                               D
And the rocking chair's creaking on the porch
           Bm               D        E        A
Across the valley moves the herdsman with his torch

         D                E             A
And it's good old country comfort in my bones
         D                 E              A
Just the sweetest sound my ears have ever known
        D             E             A G F
Just an old-fashioned feeling fully-grown
        Bm            D            E     A   G D A
Country comfort's any truck that's going home