Natalie Merchant - Texas

^DmGonna get what's ^Gmine and w^Cild ho^Grses couldn't keep it from ^Amme. ^DmPapa says I'm a golden c^Ghild and the w^Chole ^Gworld's gonna fall at my ^Amfeet. ^DmIt's a^Gll coming to ^Amme.

^AmGoing down picking when it's harvest time, gonna get my share, gonna get what's mine for ^Cme. ^AmSun is a-blazing down but I don't mind; I'm picking, I'm digging, it's harvest time ^Cfor me. ^FWhen I get my little ^Ceye on it, w^Dmhen I get my little mi^Gnd on it, you best bel^Amieve.

^AmOle sweet tooth aching in my head, gonna fill my belly to the brim, oh yes i^Cndeed! ^AmHive is a-buzzing in a hollow tree and I don't care if I gotta kill a little ho^Cneybee. ^FWhen I get my little ^Ceye on it, w^Dmhen I get my little mi^Gnd on it, you best bel^Amieve. ^FOh my^C my m^Dmy my my ^Gmy, it's all coming ^Amto me.

^DmGonna get what's ^Gmine and w^Cild ho^Grses couldn't keep it from ^Amme. ^DmPapa says I'm a golden c^Ghild and the w^Chole ^Gworld's gonna fall at my ^Amfeet. ^DmIt's a^Gll coming to ^Amme.

^AmPumpin' and a-suckin' till the well is dry, nobody's booming in these busted times like^C me. ^AmDown in Texas where the cattle don't roam oil is a-dripping and the savings and loans, they b^Cleed. ^FWhen I get my little ^Ceye on it, w^Dmhen I get my little mi^Gnd on it, you best bel^Amieve. ^FOh my^C my m^Dmy my my ^Gmy, it's all coming ^Amto me.

^AmPapa came along and he shook the tree; ^Amdown came a bushel and a peck for me. ^FPapa shooed away all the honeybees. ^AmPapa dug a well and it flowed for me. ^AmPapa caught the mother-lode fish for me. ^FPapa set a fire and it burned for^Am me. ^DmPapa put a skillet in the f^Flame to fry; ^CPapa filled this little silver ^Gspoon of mine. ^FPapa said the Lord took a shine to m^Ame. ^DmPapa said I gotta set the wh^Fole world free. ^Cwhole world free, w^Ghole world free ^AmPapa said how it's gonna be.