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While I Got It On My Mind

Höfundur lags: Johnny Cash Flytjandi: Johnny Cash Sent inn af: Anonymous
[G]Laying round home with the ballgame on
Feeling fairly [D7]fine   

Blackberry Jam is cooking in the pan
And the jam and the cook are [G]mine


I like my honey from the hives of home
And berries from my own [C]vine
I like to get my [G]loving
[D7]While I got it on my [G]mind


My dog is asleep at my bare feet
It's a good day for laying [D7]around

Just her and me on a Saturdee
Everybody´s gone to [G]town


We've been working hard and she gets tired
That puts me in a [C]bind
Cause I like to get my [G]loving
[D7]While I got it on my [G]mind


Then she looks at me and I can see
That old familiar [D7]look   

And the jam is sweet as she lowers the heat
To give it time to [G]cook


Then I lock the door and across the floor
To my queen of woman[C]kind
Yeah I like to get my [G]loving
[D7]While I got it on my [G]mind


Now boys don´t you be rambling free
And leaving your girls to [D7]cry   

Cause the nights are cold and there ain´t no gold
That'll ever satis[G]fy  


And there ain´t no joy that'll come to you boys
Like the kind I know that's [C]mine
Then I go right on in there and [G]love her
[D7]while I got it on my [G]mind

[C]I like to get my [G]loving
[D7]While I got it on my [G]mind

Laying round home with the ballgame on
Feeling fairly fine

Blackberry Jam is cooking in the pan
And the jam and the cook are mine

I like my honey from the hives of home
And berries from my own vine
I like to get my loving
While I got it on my mind

My dog is asleep at my bare feet
It's a good day for laying around

Just her and me on a Saturdee
Everybody´s gone to town

We've been working hard and she gets tired
That puts me in a bind
Cause I like to get my loving
While I got it on my mind

Then she looks at me and I can see
That old familiar look

And the jam is sweet as she lowers the heat
To give it time to cook

Then I lock the door and across the floor
To my queen of womankind
Yeah I like to get my loving
While I got it on my mind

Now boys don´t you be rambling free
And leaving your girls to cry

Cause the nights are cold and there ain´t no gold
That'll ever satisfy

And there ain´t no joy that'll come to you boys
Like the kind I know that's mine
Then I go right on in there and love her
while I got it on my mind

I like to get my loving
While I got it on my mind

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