CC Rider chords by
Doc Watson
Doc Watson

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Key: D major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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C .C. Ryder,
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see what you have done
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C .C. Ryder,
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don't you know what you have done
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Hey, look here, mama,
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don't you see what you've done?
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Lord, made me love you
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and now your man has come
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Oh, Jack Frost done killed my
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sweet potato vines
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Oh, Jack Frost got my
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sweet potato vines
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Jack Frost done killed all
my sweet potato fats,
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yes, he did
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And the blues ain't a thing
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but a woman on your mind
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All right, Richard
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Yeah, I've got the blues,
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I'm in a dangerous spot
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Baby, I done told you
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And your momma told you to
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I told you, honey,
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and your momma told you to
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You're 21 now,
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and you can do what you wanna do
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But don't you see all the trouble
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you've brought us to?
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See, see, Ryder,
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see what you have done
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See, see, Ryder,
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don't you know just what you've done
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Now, look here, gal,
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don't you know what you've done?
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Oh, you made me love you,
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but now your man has come
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Where you at, Bob Hill?
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I hear you, son
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Lord, I wish I had listened
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to my second mind
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If I'd only listened to my second mind
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I wish I had listened to my
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second mind
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Then I wouldn't be sittin' here
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wringin' my hands and cry in'
He's gonna shoot me,
you know that, don't you?
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See, see, rider, see what you have done
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See, see, rider,
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don't you know what you have done
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Hey, hey, looky what you've done
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Oh, you made me love you
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and now your man has come
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Let's all jam the last one
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We'd like to do a song
that Mike and I wrote together.
It's a gospel song, southern gospel,
Michael being a Moravian
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and me being a Presbyterian.
I'm gonna have to sing it.
I don't know whether I'm
a Baptist or not.
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You're a Baptist.
Bob goes to church out in Phoenix
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that handles snakes.
I'm a snake handling religion.
Don't you let him lay that on you,
Reptilians.
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The reptilians, huh?
I'm ready.

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