I Glived in a place called OkfuCskee
And I Chad a little girl in a holler Gtree
I Gsaid, little girl, it's plain to Csee
CAin't nobody that can sing like Gme
Am7Ain't nobody that can sing like Emme
She Gsaid it's hard for me to Csee
How Cone little boy got so uGgly
GYes my little girly that might Cbe
But there Cain't nobody that can sing like Gme
Am7Ain't nobody that can sing like Emme
Chorus:
CWay over yonder in the minor Gkey
Am7Way over yonder in the minor Gkey
Am7There ain't nobody that can sing like Emme
Verse:
We Gwalked down by the Buckeye CCreek
To Csee the frog eat the goggle-eye Gbee
To Ghear the west wind whistle to the Ceast
There Cain't nobody that can sing like Gme
Am7Ain't nobody that can sing like Emme
GOh my little girly will you let me Csee
CWay over yonder where the wind blows Gfree
NoGbody can see in our holler Ctree
And there Cain't nobody that can sing like Gme
Am7Ain't nobody that can sing like Emme
(Chorus)(Interlude played like the chorus)
| C / / / | G / / / | Am7 / / / | G / / / |
| Am7 / / / | Em / / / |
Verse:
Her Gmama cut a switch from a cherry Ctree
And Claid it on the she and Gme
It Gstung lots worse than a hive of Cbees
But there Cain't nobody that can sing like Gme
Am7Ain't nobody that can sing like Emme
Now GI have walked a long long Cways
And I Cstill look back to my Tanglewood Gdays
I've Gled lots of girls since then to Cstray
Saying Cain't nobody that can sing like Gme
Am7Ain't nobody that can sing like Emme
(Chorus)