Roy had the words, so lets try these chords. Please post corrections
The Byrds America's Great National Pastime written by Skip Battin
Kim Fowler
One of America's great national pastimes is drinking a coke
Taking a smoke telling a joke
One of America's great national pastimes is playing ball
Taking it all and thinking so small
But the great taste of coke has refreshed players
The hot and tired the weary and the sore
But the great taste of coke has refreshed players
The hot and tired the weary and the sore
One of America's great national pastimes is chocolate fudge
Carrying a grudge bribing a judge
One of America's great national pastimes is poisoning rain
Acting insane inflicting pain
But the great taste of coke has refreshed players
The hot and tired the weary and the sore
But the great taste of coke has refreshed players
The hot and tired the weary and the sore
One of America's great national pastimes is the worship of speed
Planting the seeds taking more than she needs
One of America's great national pastime is cutting the grass
Grabbing some ass living too fast
But the great taste of coke has refreshed players
The hot and tired the weary and the sore
But the great taste of coke has refreshed players
The hot and tired the weary and the sore
Copyright @ 1971 Kyo Music and Bad Boy Music
From the "Farther Along" LP Columbia Records 1971
The Byrds Old Blue arranged by
Roger McGuinn
Well I had an old dog and his name was Blue
Well I had an old dog and his name was Blue
Well I had an old dog and his name was Blue
Betcha five dollars he's a good dog too
Oh Blue chased a possum up a holler limb
Blue chased a possum up a holler limb
Blue chased a possum up a holler limb
The possum growled Blue whined at him
Bye bye blue you good dog you bye bye blue you good dog you
When old Blue died he died so hard
He shook the ground in my back yard
We lowered him down with a golden chain
And every link we called his name
Bye bye blue you good dog you bye bye blue you good dog you
My old Blue he was a good old hound
You'd hear him hollar miles around
When I get to heaven first thing I'll do
Is grab my horn and call for Blue
Bye bye blue you good dog you bye bye blue you good dog you
Copyright @ 1969 Blackwood Music Inc., McHillby Inc.
From the "Dr Byrds and Mr Hyde" LP