Irving Berlin Ian Tyson
[C]I started those fillies at the p[Em]ens this mornin'
You know the b[F]uckskin and the b[C]ay,
Before the wind started bl[Em]owin' too hard
At the m[F]id part of the d[C]ay,
The driest spring in n[Em]inety-one years
[F]The radio played [Dm]on.
Said, I[C]rving Berlin is hu[Em]ndred years old tod[F]ay [D]
The w[C]indās gone and blown my wo[G]man a[C]way
Verse 2.
[C]The Bay's a little sweetheart ... y[Em]eah she is
[F]Pretty much like her m[C]om,
The Buckskin's rank ... t[Em]ook me twenty minutes
Just to p[F]ut the hobbles [C]on,
She's smart and she's fast and she [Em]donāt like people
[F]She trembles as she st[Dm]ands.
And Ir[C]ving Berlin is a hu[Em]ndred years old t[F]oday [D]
The w[C]ind's gone and blown my w[G]oman a[C]way.
(Chorus)
[Am]Good God almighty is it ever gonna rain?
[Em]Are you ever coming home!
I wo[F]nder if old Irving ever wrote a song
About b[Fm]lowed out country, a marriage gone wrong
And a co[C]wboy on the tel[G]ephone?
Happy birthday, Irving, God bless you
Are you glad just to be alive!
The hockey game is on tonight from Boston
I've got the Oilers in five,
Tomorrow I'm gonna try and fix this tractor
And try to keep my mind off of you
And Irving Berlin is a hundred years old today
The wind's gone and blown my woman away
Irving Berlin is 100 years old today
The windās gone and blown my woman away
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