Wynonna Judd - Flies On The Butter

      [Verse 1]
         G                   Em
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter,
                 C                        D          
A hole in the screen door as big as your fist,
                    G
And flies on the butter,

[Verse 2]
              G
Mamaw baking sugar cookies,
                   Em
We were watching cartoons,
                              C          
I Heard her holler from the kitchen,
                    D                       G  -  D
Which one of you yougins wants to lick the spoon,

[Verse 3]
                           G
Yellow jackets on the watermelon,
                   Em
Honeysuckle in the air,
                        C
Daddy turning on the sprinkler,
                   D                   G  -  D
Us kids running through it in our underwear,

[Verse 4]
                         G
Old dog napping on the front porch,
       Em
His ear just a-twitching,
                  C
Fell asleep on grandaddy's lap,
         D                        G
To the sound of his pocket watch ticking,

[Chorus]
Cadd9    D         G
 Whoa Oh,  Whoa oh,
          Cadd9              D             G - D
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago,
Cadd9    D         G
 Whoa Oh,  Whoa oh,
Em        Cadd9                         D
  You can dream about it every now and then,
        D               G - Em - C
But you can't go home again,

[Verse 5]
                       G
Me and my best friend Jenny,
                  Em
Set up a backyard camp,
                           C
Stole one of mama's mason jars,
                    D                       G - D
Poked holes in the lid and made a fire fly lamp,

[Verse 6]
                G                         Em
Me and Billy Monroe sneaking down by the river,
                      C                    D
And I'm still haunted by the taste of the kiss,
                   G
I was too scared to give him,

[Chorus]
Cadd9    D         G
 Whoa Oh,  Whoa oh,
          Cadd9              D             G
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago,
Cadd9    D         G
 Whoa Oh,  Whoa oh,
Em        Cadd9                         D
  You can dream about it every now and then,
        D               Cadd9
But you can't go home again,

[Verse 7]
                     G
There's a black-top road,
                    Em
A faded yellow centerline,
                C
It can take you back to the place,
        D                      G - D
But it can't take you back in time,

[Chorus]
Cadd9    D         G
 Whoa Oh,  Whoa oh,
          Cadd9              D             G
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago,
Cadd9    D         Bm 
 Whoa Oh,  Whoa oh,
Em        Cadd9                         D
  You can dream about it every now and then,
        D               G
But you can't go home again,

[Ending]
         G                    Em
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter,
                C                      D
A hole in the screen door big as your fist,
                      C - G
And flies on the butter