Intro:
[G] [D] [Em] [Asus4] [A]
Verse:
There [D]is a young cow[A]cowboy he [G]lives on the [Gbm]range.
His [Bm]horse and his [G]cattle are his [D]only com[Gbm]companions.
He [Bm]works in the [G]saddle and he [D]sleeps in the [Gbm]canyon.
[G]Waiting for [D]summer, his [A]pastures to [Em]change. [A]
And [G]as the moon rises he [A]sits by his [D]fire.
[Bm]Thinkin' about [G]women and [D]glasses of [A]beer.
[G]Closing his eyes as the [A]dogies ret[D]retire
He [Bm]sings out a [G]song which is [D]soft but it's clear
As [Bm]if maybe [E]someone could [A]hear.
Chorus:
[D]Goodnight you [G]moonlight [A]lad[D]ladies.
[Bm]Rock-a-bye [G]sweet baby [D]James.
[Bm]Deep greens and [G]blues are the [D]colors I choose.
Won't you [Bm]let me go [E]down in my [Asus4]dreams. [A]
And [G]rock-a-bye [A]sweet baby [D]James.
Verse:
Now the [D]first of De[A]December was [G]covered with [Gbm]snow.
And [Bm]so was the [G]turnpike from [D]StockBridge to [Gbm]Boston.
Lord, the [Bm]Berkshires seemed [G]dreamlike on a[D]account of that [Gbm]frosting.
With t[G]en miles beh[D]ind me and t[A]en thousand m[Em]ore to go. [A]
There's a [G]song that they sing when they [A]take to the [D]highway.
a [Bm]song that they [G]sing when they [D]take to the [A]sea.
a [G]song that they sing of their [A]home in the [D]sky.
Maybe [Bm]you can be[G]believe it if it [D]helps you to sleep.
But [Bm]singing works [E]just fine for [Asus4]me. [A]
Chorus:
[D]Goodnight you [G]moonlight [A]lad[D]ladies.
[Bm]Rock-a-bye [G]sweet baby [D]James.
[Bm]Deep greens and [G]blues are the [D]colors I choose.
Won't you [Bm]let me go [E]down in my [Asus4]dreams. [A]
And [G]rock-a-bye [A]sweet baby [D]James[Dsus2]James. [D]
