Chords for Daddy, Who's Gene Autry? -- Johnny Cash

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[Eb] Whoopee tie-yi-yo, _ _
[Bb] _ rockin' to and fro, _ _ back _ [F] in the saddle _
[Bb] again.
_ _ _ My little boy Sidney.
Daddy, who's Gene [Eb] Autry?
His old movie [F] was coming on TV.
_ [Bb] And I said, let me tell you about him, son.
[Eb] And I took him upon my [F] knee.
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ Why, when I was a little boy about [Eb] your size, _ [F] and just about every [Bb] Saturday night,
when I could scrape up a dime for the [Eb] movies, _ and [F] when my daddy said, all [Bb] right,
_ I'd be right downtown at the [Eb] picture show, like [F] everybody else that could,
[Bb] _ _ to see a handsome man [Eb] on a big fine stallion, [F] going about doing [Bb] good,
singing [Eb] whoopee tie-yi-yo, _ _
[Bb] _ rockin' to and fro, _ put him back in the saddle _
[F] again.
[C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Eb] Whoopee tie-yi-hey, _ [Bb] let him go on his way, _ _ back in [F] the saddle _ _
[Bb] _ again.
Why, _ _ _ _ he could ride [Eb] his horse and play his guitar [F] and sing all at the [Bb] same time. _
And I was riding right along [Eb] there beside him, _ [F] on that broomstick pony [Bb] of mine. _ _
And you know, his pistol [Eb] never ran out of bullets _
[F] when the bad guys had [Bb] to be stopped. _
And somehow his bullets [Eb] never drew any blood, [F] but the bad guys dropped [Bb] when he shot. _
Yeah, old Gene was [Eb] the image of justice [F] and goodness and purity.
[Bb] _ _ _
And in the eyes of a poor little [Eb] country boy, he [F] made the world look better to [Bb] me.
Singing [Eb] whoopee tie-yi-yo, _ _
[Bb] _ rockin' to and fro, _ put him back in the saddle _
[F] _ [C] again.
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[Eb] Whoopee _ tie-yi-hey, _ [Bb] let him go on his way, _ _ back in [F] the saddle _
[Bb] again. _ _ _ _ _ _
And you know, the way he [Eb] rescued the rancher's daughter, [F] it sent a thrill right up [Bb] the aisle. _
And the Indian would always [Eb] send us home [F] with a good _ [Bb] victorious smile. _ _
Now you ask me who [Eb] Gene offered, well [F] son, go ahead and watch [Bb] the show.
_ And then ride off into the [Eb] sunset with him, like [F] I did forty years ago.
[Bb] _ Singing [Eb] whoopee tie-yi-yo, _ _
[Bb] _ rockin' to and fro, _ put him back in the saddle [F] again.
_ [C] _ _ [F] Whoopee _ _
[Eb] _ tie-yi-hey, _ [Bb] let him go on his way, _ _ back in the [F] _ saddle _ _ [Bb] again.
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