Ballad Of Ole' Betsy

	  		G  Em  Bm  E7 
Betsy, Betsy 
C        Am7   D7 
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah 
        G              Bm 
She was born in 'thirty-two 
    C            D7 
And was she ever pretty 
    G                    Bm 
She rode a freight train west 
        C                B7 
All the way from Detroit City 
Em7               G 
Betsy's seen more places 
          C            Cm 
Than I'll ever hope to see 
Bm7               Em7 
Betsy's been more loyal 
     Am7              D7 
Than any friend could be 
     G                 Bm 
With some she traveled fast 
     C             D7 
With others it was slow 
G                 Bm 
Betsy's seen them all 
      C                  B7 
She's seen them come and go 
    Em7                G 
She must have had some favorites 
  C              Cm 
Before I finally met her 
    Bm7            Em7 
And now that she's all mine 
     Am7            D7 
They better just forget her 
G           G7 
Betsy was a lady 
    C               Cm 
And that she will remain 
Bm7             Em7 
Betsy took some beatings 
        Am7           D7 
But she never once complained 
    G             Bm 
She had a classic beauty 
     C              D7 
That everyone could see 
  G               Bm 
I was the last to meet her 
        C                B7 
But she gave her life to me 
    Em7           G 
She may be rusted iron 
       C              Cm 
But to me she's solid gold 
      Bm7                 Em7 
And I just can't hold the tears back 
       Am7     D7      C   G 
'Cause Betsy's growing old