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[Verse 1]
E A EOne evening, back home on the prairie
BWas in the fair month of June
AI set aside
EMy fool notions of pride
A F#m B7And it wasn't a moment too soon
[Verse 2]
E A EThere was music, drinkin', and dancin'
B7I had my fill, if I'm being true
ASmack dab, center fire
EStood my own heart's desire
A F#m B7She was shaming the glow of the moon
[Verse 3]
E A ESucked down the last of my courage
B7And I cut through the dust and the crowd
AAnd I took her right hand
EI asked if she'd stand
A F#m B7Merle Haggard was ringing out loud
[Bridge]
E BI said, "I'll dance with you if you'll have me
F#m BLord knows I'd be glad to have you
E AWe could burn up this old native prairie
E B E'Til there's sage on the soles of our shoes"
BSage on the soles of our shoes, sweet darlin'
ESage on the soles of our shoes
AWe could step to the swings and the shuffles
E B E'Til there's sage on the soles of our shoes
[Outro-Guitar & Fiddle Solos]
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