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I Hope It Rains At My Funeral

(Tom T. Hall)

	  
Intro 
D     G     D 
A           D 
D     G     D 
A           D 

D                G                D 
A man with forty acres plowed and planted 
A                                         D  
Can't send no fourteen year-old boy to no school 
D               G                      D 
The one thing I learned in the years I worked on my daddy's farm 
A                                                    D 
Was, "Son, you better get them crops in when it gets cool." 

D                 G               D 
In the magazines, I saw the naked women 
A                                  D 
I heard about the drinkin' and the bars 
D                    G                 D 
If my daddy could've caught me, he'd a-killed me 
          A                                          D 
He said, "You might run, boy, but you won’t get that far." 


G              D                       D       A       G 
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray 
              D           A                   G 
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend 
D                 G                       D   A  G 
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver 
D                          A                  G                 
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again    (a cappella) 

D    G    D  
A         D     

D                 G                 D 
I hit town or you might say that it hit me 
A                                          D 
Next mornin' there were things I knew more about 
D                  G                      D 
Some woman took me in said I, "Seem to be all right." 
A                             D 
I turned her on the same way, she turned me out 

D               G                            D 
The first law I broke, right away Johnny-law caught me 
A                                         D 
I helped them build the country roads for awhile 
D                    G                        D 
They fed two times a day and knocked you down about four 
A                                      D 
By the 13 day I... couldn’t even crack a smile 


G              D                       D       A       G 
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray 
              D           A                   G 
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend 
D                 G                       D   A  G 
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver 
D                          A                  G                 
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again   (a cappella) 

D    G    D    
A         D      

D                     G                  D 
I met a nice girl and she said I was her baby 
A                                     D 
She let me go and would never tell me why 
D                 G                      D 
I learned what it means to be somebody's baby 
A                                                   D 
They let you lie in your bed by yourself so you can cry 

D                   G                     D 
So let me say this, I never tried to hurt anybody 
A                                                          D 
Though I guess there's a few that I still couldn't look in the eye 
D             G              D 
Grant me one wish, I hope it rains at my funeral 
A                                          D                      
For once, I'd like to be the only one left dry 


G              D                       D       A       G 
The miles were good but the mileage is turnin' my hair gray 
              D           A                   G 
I've met some people that knew me and call me friend 
D                 G                       D   A  G 
Ain't no sense in wantin' my life to live o------ver 
D                          A                  G                 
I'd find different ways to make same mistakes again   (a cappella) 
G 
I’d probably make um...   
G 
Same way I made um...   again 
D 
Make um all again 

D    G    D     G     D     G     D      G      D    end on A 
	  

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