G C G
Along about sunup every day
D7 G
I grab my bucket and I'm on my way
C G
I go down the road a runnin' and a kickin'
D7 G
I'm headed for the patch to do some blackberry pickin'
C G
I fill my bucket right to the top
D7 G
It makes my lips go flippety-flop
C G
I hear a little voice and it sounds so sad
D7 G
It said don't pick me now cause I ain't ripe dad
C G C G
Blackberry boogie blackberry boogie
C
I'm brought back like a flip
D7 G
When it's blackberry pickin' time
C G
I went to see my gal I set my bucket down
D7 G
She said hi there baby are you goin' to town
C G
I said uh-uh honey I'm a goin' where they scratch
D7 G
I'll meet you in a minute in the blackberry patch
C G
She grabs her bucket and she jumps and squeals
D7 G
I'm headin' for the bushes and she's hot on my heels
C G
I start pickin' on one end she picks on the other
D7 G
We meet in the middle and she yells oh brother
C G C G
Blackberry boogie blackberry boogie
C
Oh I love that girl
D7 G
When I meet her in the middle of the patch
C G
We go through the briars walkin' hand in hand
D7 G
Pickin' blackberries just to beat the band
C G
I grab her for a kiss she said turn me loose
D7 G
Your lips are all blue from that blackberry juice
C G
I hug her once and said don't be coy
D7 G
You know I'm your blackberry pickin' boy
C G
I kissed her then and she let out a sigh
D7 G
And said let's go to my house and bake a pie
C G C G
Blackberry boogie blackberry boogie
C
I'll be back little gal
D7 G
When it's blackberry pickin' time