Bringin My Pole chords by Frank Foster

Chords with lyrics

Intro:
E MajorE BB A augmentedA x4

Verse 1:
E MajorE       BB A augmentedA  E MajorE                 BB A augmentedA E MajorE
Way up yonder,    up there behind them pearly gates,
E MajorE                BB A augmentedA E MajorE               E MajorE
is there a place, Lord I wonder,   where a good old boy can stay?

Chorus 1:
    BB        A augmentedA        E MajorE
Cause I love the life I live down in the south land.
      BB         A augmentedA          E MajorE      BB            A augmentedA
There ain't nothing like being below the old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
     E MajorE               BB
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
   A augmentedA                           E MajorE   BB A augmentedA E MajorE
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.

Verse 2:
BB A augmentedA    E MajorE          BB A augmentedA E MajorE
 I don't claim to be no saint,  doing my best to get a little better every day
BB A augmentedA            E MajorE                    BB A augmentedA        E MajorE
 And when they asked me, "Frank, won't you tell me, why do you drink?" Cause I know I'll fly away.

Chorus 2:
    BB        A augmentedA        E MajorE
Cause I love the life I live down in the south land.
      BB         A augmentedA          E MajorE      BB            A augmentedA
There ain't nothing like being below the old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
     E MajorE               BB
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
   A augmentedA                           E MajorE
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.

Solo:

E MajorE BB A augmentedA x4

Verse 3:
       E MajorE                      BB A augmentedA
Lord I hope I live me a long time until I'm old and grey.
E MajorE                               BB A augmentedA
And when I face my final hour, this here's what I'm gonna say.

Chorus 3:
   BB         A augmentedA        E MajorE
Well I sure did love my life down in the south land.
     BB         A augmentedA          E MajorE      BB            A augmentedA
There was nothing like being below this old mason line. And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,
     E MajorE               BB
Lord you know I still wanna go, I just hope you got a dirt road
   A augmentedA                           E MajorE
that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole.
    BB
I just hope you got a dirt road
   A augmentedA                           E MajorE