White Port

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For all its want of wanderin', the 
G               D
sky was sad and blue
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The grass was green from envy, no 
A
roots under my shoes
  G                                
I ride the longest, hardest, 
  D                   A
fastest routes there are to ride
    D                              
And all is done with style and 
      A                D
grace and white port at my side   
(yodel)

[VERSE]

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I came into the world of things a 
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pauper I am told
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For the things I never got, I'm 
  A
thankful to my bones
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With all its lack of gold and green
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 my life has good supply
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Of treasure in the silver stars and
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 white port at my side

[CHORUS]

    D                              
For all its want of wanderin', the 
G               D
sky was sad and blue
    D                             
The grass was green from envy, no 
A
roots under my shoes
  G                                
I ride the longest, hardest, 
  D                   A
fastest routes there are to ride
    D                              
And all is done with style and 
      A                D
grace and white port at my side   
(yodel)

[VERSE]

   D                               
My Denver lass I promised that I'd 
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be out west that day
  D                             A
I headed east as fast as my two feet
 could back away
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All compliments and commitments 
  D                 A
I've dispensed far and wide
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But all was said with smiling face 
    A                D
and white port at my side

[CHORUS]

    D                              
For all its want of wanderin', the 
G               D
sky was sad and blue
    D                             
The grass was green from envy, no 
A
roots under my shoes
  G                                
I ride the longest, hardest, 
  D                   A
fastest routes there are to ride
    D                              
And all is done with style and 
      A                D
grace and white port at my side   
(yodel)

[G  O OVER VERSE CHORDS]

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[VERSE]

    D                              
Now pirate lads and scallywags are 
G           D
brethren to me
  D                             
A sailin' man with no good plan, 
        A
that's something I could be
    G                              
But just as quick will I jump ship 
   D              A
if told to get in line
D                                
Send my bones to Davy Jones with 
A                D
white port at my side

[CHORUS]

    D                              
For all its want of wanderin', the 
G               D
sky was sad and blue
    D                             
The grass was green from envy, no 
A
roots under my shoes
  G                                
I ride the longest, hardest, 
  D                   A
fastest routes there are to ride
    D                              
And all is done with style and 
      A                D
grace and white port at my side   
(yodel)

[VERSE]

    D                              
Now lastly I will say that I ain't 
G              D
seen a bad run yet
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An' when the boss says time to get,
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 I'll get with no regret
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With heaven made I'll stake some 
           D              A
shade and air myself out right
D                                  
Double check that none suspect the 
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white port at my side
     G                          
With heaven made I'll stake some 
             D                 A
shade, I'll stay there till I die
D                                  
Double check that none suspect the 
A                D
white port at my side

[CHORUS]

    D                              
For all its want of wanderin', the 
G               D
sky was sad and blue
    D                             
The grass was green from envy, no 
A
roots under my shoes
  G                                
I ride the longest, hardest, 
  D                   A
fastest routes there are to ride
    D                              
And all is done with style and 
      A                D
grace and white port at my side
  G                                
I ride the longest, hardest, 
  D                   A
fastest routes there are to ride
    D                              
And all is done with style and 
      A                D
grace and white port at my side   
(yodel)