It's long I ride for the little I gain.
[Verse 1]
G C G Em C
Its rye grass in the winter time, and flowers in the spring,
G C D G
But Texas in the summer is my own suffering.
G C G Em C
I went up on Jackson hill at a diner I sat down,
G C D G
And I waved at every stranger, just to move the air around.
G C G Em C
Hey when I left that Brooklyn girl, I never thought it through,
G C D G
She had silk brocade in the bedroom, and a job that payed for two.
G C G Em C
I think I'll get down that old guitar and see what I may find,
G C D G
made a dollar off some lawyer on the number seven line.
[Chorus]
Em D G
Its long I ride for the little I gain.
[Verse 2]
G C G Em C
These New York Folks will treat you kind, If your wallets in your hand,
G C D G
But a six string on your shoulder, might as well be the devils brand.
G C G Em C
Well they put themselves above you, but for all that strut and brag,
G C D G
I'd trade every brig on wall street for one black mountain rag.
[Verse 3]
G C G Em C G C
I rode back to my boyhood, If I could only go, Theres a little girl that stole
D G
my heart and I'd think she'd like to know.
G C G Em C
Well the road it goes but one way, and the only goal in sight,
G C D G
Is to make a little more in the day time, then I drank down at night.
Em D G
Its long I ride, for the little I gain.
[Bridge]
G Em
They say the ? girls are fair, and they all sing right on key,
D G
But I went down and I never found, one that sings as good as me.
[Verse 4]
G C G Em C
They say thats theres a wondrous land for any good man that dies,
G C D G
and if its got drinking women, well then I'll be surprised.
[Chorus]
Em D G
It's long I ride, for the little I gain,
Em D G
It's long I ride, for the little I gain,
Em D G
It's long I ri-i-ide.
