[Intro]
E
 
 
[Verse 1]
E                             A       E
One evening, back home on the prairie
                         B
Was in the fair month of June
A
I set aside
E
My fool notions of pride
       A        F#m        B7
And it wasn't a moment too soon
 
 
[Verse 2]
          E                    A       E
There was music, drinkin', and dancin'
                            B7
I had my fill, if I'm being true
A
Smack dab, center fire
         E
Stood my own heart's desire
        A           F#m            B7
She was shaming the glow of the moon
 
 
[Verse 3]
E                          A       E
Sucked down the last of my courage
                                   B7
And I cut through the dust and the crowd
A
And I took her right hand
E
I asked if she'd stand
      A           F#m         B7
Merle Haggard was ringing out loud
 
 
[Bridge]
              E                        B
I said, "I'll dance with you if you'll have me
F#m                              B
Lord knows I'd be glad to have you
         E                       A
We could burn up this old native prairie
             E           B            E
'Til there's sage on the soles of our shoes"
            B
Sage on the soles of our shoes, sweet darlin'
                         E
Sage on the soles of our shoes
                                    A
We could step to the swings and the shuffles
             E           B            E
'Til there's sage on the soles of our shoes
 
 
[Outro-Guitar & Fiddle Solos]
E   B7   E   A  E B E
B7   E   A   E B E   B7
E   A   E
              One evening, back home on the prairie
Was in the fair month of June
I set aside
My fool notions of pride
And it wasn't a moment too soon

There was music, drinkin', and dancin'
I had my fill, if I'm being true
Smack dab, center fire
Stood my own heart's desire
She was shaming the glow of the moon

Sucked down the last of my courage
And I cut through the dust and the crowd
And I took her right hand
I asked if she'd stand
Merle Haggard was ringing out loud

I said, "I'll dance with you if you'll have me
Lord knows I'd be glad to have you
We could burn up this old native prairie
'Til there's sage on the soles of our shoes"

Sage on the soles of our shoes, sweet darlin'
Sage on the soles of our shoes
We could step to the swings and the shuffles
'Til there's sage on the soles of our shoes              
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