Words & Music:
Jay Buckey has an arrangement of this in G on his site.
When you live in the country, everybody is your neighbor.
On this one thing you can rely.
They'll all come to see you and never, ever leave you;
C G C
Sayin', "Y'all come to see us bye and bye!"
F C G
"Y'all come. Y'all come. Oh, y'all come to see us when you can!
C F C G C
Y'all come. Y'all come. Oh, y'all come to see us now and then."
Kinfolks a-comin'; they're comin' by the dozen.
Eatin' ever'thing from soup to hay.
And right after dinner, they ain't lookin' any thinner.
And here's what you hear them say:
Pore old Grandmaw's a-wishin' they'd come out to the kitchen
And help do the dishes right away.
But they all start a-leavin', even though she's a-grievin'.
You can still hear Grandmaw say: