C F C Sitting by the roadside on a summer's day F C D7 G Chatting with my mess-mates, passing time away C F C Lying in the shadows underneath the trees F C G7 C Goodness, how delicious, eating Goober peas. C F G7 C Peas, peas, peas, peas, Eating Goober peas F C G7 C Goodness, how delicious, Eating goober peas. C F C When a horse-man passes, the soldiers have a rule F C D7 G To cry out their loudest, "Mister, here's your mule!" C F C But another custom, enchantinger than these F C G7 C Is wearing out your grinders, eating Goober peas. C F G7 C Peas, peas, peas, peas, Eating Goober peas F C G7 C Goodness, how delicious, Eating Goober peas. C F C Just before the battle, the General hears a row F C D7 G He says "The Yanks are coming, I hear their rifles now." C F C He looks down the roadway, and what d'ya think he sees? F C G7 C The Georgia Militia cracking Goober peas. C F G7 C Peas, peas, peas, peas, Eating Goober peas F C G7 C Goodness, how delicious, Eating Goober peas. C F C I think my song has lasted just about enough. F C D7 G The subject is interesting, but the rhymes are mighty rough. C F C I wish the war was over, so free from rags and fleas F C G7 C We'd kiss our wives and sweethearts, say good-bye to Goober peas. C F G7 C Peas, peas, peas, peas, Eating Goober peas F C G7 C Goodness, how delicious, Eating Goober peas. Chord Summary: C F C F C D7 G C F C F C G7 C C F G7 C F C G7 C
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