G Life is just too short for some folks; C G For other folks it just drags on. G Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey; C Others figure tea's too strong. G I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle. C G I don't like all this bouncing back and forth. Em C Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie D G and my head in the cool blue north. G C G In a small suburban garden not a single neighbour knows our name. G I know that the woman wishes we could move C D where the houses aren't all the same. G "Say, Johnny, I would like to go where the grass is greener. C G I couldn't really say where it might be. Em C D G But some place high on a mountaintop down by the deep blue sea." C Cmaj7 Em Am D There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a breeze. G Someday I'll be your great grandpa. C G All the pretty girls will call me "Sir". G Now when they're asking me how things are. C D Soon they'll ask me how things were. G I don't mind being an old grey grandpa C G as long as you'll be my great grandma. Em C And I think we should move with our tea and cookies D G to the shade of the old Pau Pau. C Cmaj7 Em Am D4 D There we'll do just as we please, 'cause it ain't nothing but a cool breeze. G Life is just too short for some folks; C G For other folks it just drags on. G Some folks like the taste of smokey whiskey; C D Others figure tea's too strong. G I'm the kind of guy who likes to stand in the middle. C G I don't like all this bouncing back and forth. Em C Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie D G and my head in the cool blue north. Em C I said: Me, I want to live with my feet in Dixie D G and my head in the cool blue north.