C Em
I started those fillies at the pens this mornin’
F C
You know, the buckskin and the bay,
Em
Before the wind started blowin’ too hard
F C
At the mid part of the day,
Em
The driest spring in ninety-one years.
F Dm
The radio played on,
C Em F D
Said “Irving Berlin is a hundred years old today.”
C G7 C
The wind has gone and blown my woman away.

The bay’s a little sweetheart, yeah she is,
Pretty much like her mom.
The buckskin’s rank, took me twenty minutes
Just to put the hobbles on.
She’s smart and she’s fast and she don’t like people.
She trembles as she stands.
And Irving Berlin is a hundred years old today.
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Am
Good God Almighty! Is it ever going to rain?
Em
Are you ever coming home?
F
I wonder if old Irving ever wrote him a song
Fm
‘Bout blowed out country, marriage gone wrong,
C G7
And a cowboy on the telephone.

Happy birthday, Irving. God bless you.
Are you glad just to be alive?
The hockey game’s on tonight from Boston.
I got the Oilers in five.
Tomorrow I’m gonna try and fix this tractor
And try to keep my mind off you
And Irving Berlin is a hundred years old today.
The wind has gone and blown my woman away.
And Irving Berlin is a hundred years old today.
The wind has gone and blown my woman away.