Kuschty Rye Ronnie Lane
(Lane/Lambert)
As performed by Ronnie Lane on his 1980 LP ?See Me? Great song,
guaranteed to put a smile on yer face. It?s just G and C all the way
through, but here are the lyrics, and it?s easier to play along this
way.
Oh, where [G]I come from, there [C]ain?t nobody
[G]Nobody quite like [C]you
Who [G]blessed my soul is cold o[C]n Sunday, and
[G]Always evades the [C]truth
Whose [G]lingo comes from [C]God knows where, and he
[G]Surely knows more than [C]I
Who [G]also knows how [C]mocked I am
When you [G]call me your kuschty [C]rye
(Chorus)
And I say [G]hey, hey [C]honey
I hold you[G] way up too high for [C]me
[G]Whoa, now come on [C]baby
I put you[G] way up too high for [C]me
She learned me [G]life is sweet, and [C]God is good
And he [G]always will pro[C]vide
She [G]taught me all I [C]ever knew, and she
[G]Taught me more be[C]sides
(Chorus)
(First Verse)
(Repeat Chorus ad infinitum)
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