I ^Cain't ^Am7gonn^Dm7a ma^G7rry in the ^Cmaj7fall, I ^Dm7ain't gonna ^Gmarry in the ^Cspring.^Cdim 'Cos ^DmI'm in ^Glove with a ^Cmaj7pretty little ^Amgirl, Who ^Dm7wears a ^Cdia^Fmond ^Dmring.^G7 And . . . CHORUS: ^CI'm ^Amjust a ^Dmcoun^Dm7try boy,^{G7 C}Money ^Cmaj7have ^C7I no^Fne. But ^Dm7I've got ^G7silver ^Cin the ^Amstars, And ^Dm7gold in the ^G7mor^Dm7ning ^Csun;^{Cdim Dm}Gold in the ^G7morn^Dm7ing ^Csun.^{Dm G7} Never gonna kiss the ruby red lips, Of the prettiest girl in town. Never gonna ask her if she'd marry me, I know she'd turn me down. 'Cos . . . CHORUS.... I never could afford a store-bought ring, With a sparkling diamond stone. All I could afford is a loving heart, The only one I own. 'Cos . . . CHORUS....