Goober peas

Artist: Burl Ives (English)
User: Cyclops Cowboy
Duration: 130 seconds
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Goober peas




 C                      F             C
Sitting by the roadside on a summer’s day
 C                                         G
Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away
 C                   F              C
Laying in the shadow underneath the trees
 C              F        C      G7     C
Goodness, how delicious, eating goober peas.  

 C          F           G7            C
Peas, peas, peas, peas, Eating goober peas
 C              F        C      G7     C
Goodness, how delicious, Eating goober peas.

 C                       F                   C
When a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a rule
 C                                                G
To cry out at their loudest, "Mister, here’s your mule!"
 C                  F                             C
But there’s another pleasure, enchanting-er than these
 C                  F         C      G7     C
Is wearing out your grinders, eating goober peas.


 C          F           G7            C
Peas, peas, peas, peas, Eating goober peas
 C              F        C      G7     C
Goodness, how delicious, Eating goober peas


 C                      F                   C
Just before the battle, the General hears a row
 C                                                 G
He says "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now."
 C                 F                              C
He turns around in wonder, and what d’ya think he sees?
 C          F        C      G7     C
The Georgia Militia, eating goober peas.


 C          F           G7            C
Peas, peas, peas, peas, Eating goober peas
 C              F        C      G7     C
Goodness, how delicious, Eating goober peas



 C.                        F           C
I think my song has lasted almost long enough.
 C                                                   G
The subject’s interesting, but the rhymes are mighty rough.
 C                       F                     C
I wish the war was over, so free from rags and fleas
 C                       F               C      G7     C
We’d kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peas.

 C.         F           G7            C
Peas, peas, peas, peas, Eating goober peas
 C.                     F                C      G7     C
We’d kiss our wives and sweethearts, and gobble goober peas.



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