A.S. Coomer - Three Chords Lyrics

Staring at the crotch of a shagbark hickory
Wonderin' if you ever still think of me
Watchin' that hangdog moon slink off
With its tail between its legs
Passing by the county line
Nice and high and feeling fine
Chasing that setting sun
With stars in my eyes
And all of this will pass
You can't keep living in the past
Just find three chords and a rhythm
And when them bad thoughts come just pretend you don't hear 'em
Over and through, from me to you
Purple sky, pink clouds with streaks of blue
Singing my song for the whip-poor-will
I'm nestless and restless and missin' you
And all of this will pass
You can't keep living in the past
Just find three chords and a rhythm
And when them bad thoughts come just pretend you don't hear 'em
Do you now?