Bringin My Pole (CHORDS) by Frank Foster

[Intro]~
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[Verse 1]~
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Way up yonder,, up there behind them pearly gates,,

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is there a place,, Lord I wonder,, where a good old boy can stay..?


[Chorus 1]~
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Cause I love the life I live down in the south land!

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There ain't nothing like being below the old mason line! And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,,

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Lord you know I still wanna go,, I just hope you got a dirt road

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that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole!


[Verse 2]~
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I don't claim to be no saint,, doing my best to get a little better every day

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And when they asked me,, "Frank,, won't you tell me,, why do you drink..?" Cause I know I'll fly away!


[Chorus 2]~
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Cause I love the life I live down in the south land!

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There ain't nothing like being below the old mason line! And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,,

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Lord you know I still wanna go,, I just hope you got a dirt road

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that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole!


[Solo]~
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[Verse 3]~
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Lord I hope I live me a long time until I'm old and grey!

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And when I face my final hour,, this here's what I'm gonna say!


[Chorus 3]~
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Well I sure did love my life down in the south land!

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There was nothing like being below this old mason line! And if heaven ain't a lot like dixie,,

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Lord you know I still wanna go,, I just hope you got a dirt road

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that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole!

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I just hope you got a dirt road

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that leads to a fishing hole and don't mind me bringing my pole!

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