[Intro]
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[Verse]
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Sittin' by the roadside on a summer's day
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Chattin' with my mess mates and passing time away
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Sittin' in the shadow underneath the trees
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Goodness how delicious, eating goober peas
[Chorus]
C F
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas
C F
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas
[Verse]
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When a farmer passes, the soldiers have a rule
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To cry out at their loudest, "Mister, here's your mule"
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But there is a pleasure, enchantinger than these
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It's wearing out your grinders, eating goober peas
[Chorus]
C F
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas
C F
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas
[Verse]
C F
Just before the battle, the General hears a row
C
He said, "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now"
F Bb
He turned around in wonder and what do you think he sees?
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The Georgia militia, eating goober peas!
[Chorus]
C F
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas
C F
Peas! Peas! Peas! Peas! Eating goober peas
[Verse]
C F
We think this song has lasted almost long enough
C
The subject is most interesting, but rhymes are mighty rough
F Bb
When this war was over, when free from rags and fleas
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We'll kiss our wives and sweethearts and then we'll gobble goober peas