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SUZIE Q(Creedence Clearwater Revival)

Intro : E7 (022130) A7 (002023 C7 B7 E7

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Oh Suzie Q, Oh Suzie Q Oh Suzie Q, baby I love you, Suzie Q
E7
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk
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I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Suzie Q

Solo : Descente Em7 (055450) F#11 (044300) F13 (033200) E

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Well, say that you'll be true, say that you'll be true
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Say that you'll be true and never leave me blue, Suzie Q
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Well say that you'll be mine, say that you'll be mine
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Say that you'll be mine, baby all the time, Suzie Q

Solo : Descente Em7 (055450) F#11 (044300) F13 (033200) E

E7 A7 C7 B7 E7
Oh Suzie Q, Oh Suzie Q Oh Suzie Q, baby I love you, Suzie Q
E7
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk
A7 C7 B7 E7
I like the way you walk, I like the way you talk, Suzie Q

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Oh Suzie Q, Oh Suzie Q
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Oh Suzie Q, baby I love you, Suzie Q

Outro: E7 A7 C7 B7 E7 (x2)
Green river CCR

E7

E
Well take me back down where cool water flows yeah.
E
Let me remember things I love
E
Stoppin at the log where catfish bite
C
Walkin along the river road at night
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Barefoot girls dancin in the moonlight

E
I can hear the bullfrog callin me.
E
Wonder if my ropes still hangin to the tree.
E
Love to kick my feet way down the shallow water.
C
Shoefly, dragonfly, get back tyour mother.
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Pick up a flat rock, skip it across green river.

E
Up at codys camp I spent my days, oh,
E
With flat car riders and cross-tie walkers
E
. old cody, junior took me over,
C
Said, youre gonna find the world is smouldrin.
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And if you get lost come on home to green river.
Proud Mary chords

C A C A C A G F G\D

D
Left a good job in the city
Workin' for the man ev'ry night and day
And I never lost one minute of sleepin'
Worryin' 'bout the way things might have been

A
Big wheel keep on turnin'
Bm
Proud Mary keep on burnin'
D
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river

D
Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis
Pumped a lot of pain down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city
'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen

A
Big wheel keep on turnin'
Bm
Proud Mary keep on burnin'
D
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river

C A C A C A G F G\D

D
If you come down to the river
Bet you gonna find some people who live
You don't have to worry 'cause you have [if you got] no money
People on the river are happy to give

A
Big wheel keep on turnin'
Bm
Proud Mary keep on burnin'
D
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river
D
Rollin', rollin', rollin' on the river 3x
Ring  Of  Fire  -­‐  June  Carter,  Merle  Kilgore

INTRO:          G        C    G        C    

G                              C                        G G                                              C                        G
Love  Is  A  Burning  Thing And  It  Makes  A  Firery  Ring
G                              C                        G G                                              C                        G
Bound  By  Wild  Desire I  Fell  Into  A  Ring  Of  Fire

D                                            C                                        G
I  Fell  Into  A  Burning  Ring  Of  Fire
             D                                                                                                                        C                                              G
I  Went  Down,  Down,  Down        And  The  Flames  Went  Higher
G        C              G        C              G
And  It  Burns,  Burns,  Burns The  Ring  Of  Fire The  Ring  Of  Fire

Repeat  INTRO  Twice


D                                            C                                        G
I  Fell  Into  A  Burning  Ring  Of  Fire
             D                                                                                                                        C                                              G
I  Went  Down,  Down,  Down        And  The  Flames  Went  Higher
G        C              G        C              G
And  It  Burns,  Burns,  Burns The  Ring  Of  Fire The  Ring  Of  Fire

G                                                C                        G G                                                C                        G
The  Taste  Of  Love  Is  Sweet When  Hearts  Like  Ours  Meet
G                                                C                        G          G                                                C                        G
I  Fell  For  You  Like  A  Child Ohh,  But  The  Fire  Went  Wild

D                                            C                                        G
I  Fell  Into  A  Burning  Ring  Of  Fire
             D                                                                                                                        C                                              G
I  Went  Down,  Down,  Down        And  The  Flames  Went  Higher
G        C              G        C              G
And  It  Burns,  Burns,  Burns The  Ring  Of  Fire The  Ring  Of  Fire
Standard  Tuning Capo  2nd  fret
G,  D,  Em,  C G,  D,  C      2x
G                                                D
Headed  down  south  to  the  land  of  the  pines
               Em                                      C
And  I'm  thumbin'  my  way  into  North  Caroline
G                        D                  C
Starin'  up  the  road And  pray  to  God  I  see  headlights
   G                                                  D
I  made  it  down  the  coast  in  seventeen  hours
Em                                            C
Pickin'  me  a  bouquet  of  dogwood  flowers
                   G            D                          C
And  I'm  a  hopin'  for  Raleigh I  can  see  my  baby  tonight
     G                                      D
So  rock  me  mama  like  a  wagon  wheel
Em                            C G      D          C
Rock  me  mama  anyway  you  feel Hey,  mama  rock  me
G                                          D
Rock  me  mama  like  the  wind  and  the  rain
Em                                    C G      D          C
Rock  me  mama  like  a  south-­‐bound  train Hey,  mama  rock  me
G,  D,  Em,  C G,  D,  C
G                                          D
Runnin'  from  the  cold  up  in  New  England
           Em                                                  C
I  was  born  to  be  a  fiddler  in  an  old-­‐time  stringband
     G D                            C
My  baby  plays  the  guitar I  pick  a  banjo  now
               G                                                        D
Oh,  the  North  country  winters  keep  a  gettin'  me  now
               Em                                              C
Lost  my  money  playin'  poker  so  I  had  to  up  and  leave
           G      D                                        C
But  I  ain't  a  turnin'  back      To  livin'  that  old  life  no  more
refrain
G,  D,  Em,  C G,  D,  C      2x
G                                        D
Walkin'  to  the  south  out  of  Roanoke
                     Em            C
I  caught  a  trucker  out  of  Philly Had  a  nice  long  toke
       G                                                      D      C
But  he's  a  headed  west  from  the  Cumberland  Gap To  Johnson  City,  Tennessee
           G                                      D
And  I  gotta  get  a  move  on  fit  for  the  sun
                   Em            C
I  hear  my  baby  callin'  my  name And  I  know  that  she's  the  only  one
       G      D                                C
And  if  I  die  in  Raleigh At  least  I  will  die  free
refrain
Come Early Morning --- Don Williams Tab Player

C F C
I've been a walking walking in the moonlight
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Tripping in the starlight Lord and I'm feeling down
C F C
Walking in the shadows sneaking down the side road
G7 C
Come early morning I'll be there at the edge of town

C F C
I was a---thinking thinking bout a good thing
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Thinking bout a sweet gleam Mmm in my honey's eyes
C F C
And I was a---sinking feeling kind of lonesome
G7 C
But come early morning I'll be home at my honey's side

C F C
I have drifted up across the mountain
G7
And I have stumbled down the other side
C F C
And I've been tempted tried and troubled
G7 C
Come early morning I'll be home and satisfied

C F C
She give me a little loving give me a little sunshine
G7
Make me have a good time Lord when I'm feeling blue
C F C
I couldn't refuse her well I couldn't misuse her
G7 C
Come early morning I'll be home with my honeydew
Born On The Bayou

Now, when I was just a little boy,


Standin' to my Daddy's knee,
My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you
Do what he done to me."
'Cause he'll get you,
'Cause he'll get you now, now.

And I can remember the fourth of July,


Runnin' through the backwood, bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin',
Chasin' down a hoodoo there.
Chasin' down a hoodoo there.

E7 D A (Em)
Born On The Bayou;

Wish I was back on the Bayou.


Rollin' with some Cajun Queen.
Wishin' I were a fast freight train,
Just a chooglin' on down to New Orleans.

REFRÃO

Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord.


Oh get back boy.

I can remember the fourth of July,


Runnin' through the backwood bare.
And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin',
Chasin' down a hoodoo there.
Chasin' down a hoodoo there.

REFRÃO

All right! Do, do, do, do.


Mmmmmmm, oh.
Commotion

Traffic in the city turns my head around.


No, no, no, no, no.
Backed up on the freeway, backed up in the church,
Everywhere you look there's a frown, frown.

Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.

People keep atalkin', they don't say a word.


Jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw, jaw.
Talk up in the White House, talk up to your door,
So much goin' on I just can't hear.

Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.

Hurryin' to get there so you save some time.


Run, run, run, run, run.
Rushin' to the treadmill, rushin' to get home,
Worry 'bout the time you save, save.

Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
Com, commotion,
Git, git, git, gone.
run through the jungle

Whoa thought it was a nightmare


Lord it was so true

They told me don't go walking slow


The devil's on the loose

Better run through the jungle


Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Whoa don't look back to see

Thought I heard a rumblin'


Calling to my name

Two hundred million guns are loaded


Satan cries "take aim"

Better run through the jungle


Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Whoa don't look back to see

Over on the mountain, thunder magic spoke


Let the people know my wisdom
Fill the land with smoke

Better run through the jungle


Better run through the jungle
Better run through the jungle
Whoa don't look back to see
have you ever seen the rain(C)

Intro: (Am F C G)

C G
Someone told me long ago There's a calm before the storm
I know, it’s been coming for some time

When its over so they say It'll rain a sunny day


I know, shinin' down like water

F G C C/B Am Am/G
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
F G C C/B Am Am/G
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
F G C G
Comin' down on a sunny day

C G
Yesterday and days before Sun is cold and rain is hot
I know, been that way for all my time

'Til forever on it goes Through the circle fast and slow


I know, It can't stop, I wonder

F G C C/B Am Am/G
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
F G C C/B Am Am/G
I want to know, have you ever seen the rain
F G C G
Comin' down on a sunny day
Ghost  riders  in  the  sky.

         Am                                                    C    
An  old  cowboy  went  ridin'  in  one  dark  and  windy  day.
     Am  
Upon  a  ridge  he  rested  as  he  went  along  his  way.
When  all  at  once  a  mighty  herd  of  red-­‐eyed  cows  he  saw,
F                                                                        Dm                    Am
Plowin'  through  the  ragged  skies  and  up  a  cloudy  draw.
           Am                                                                  C
Their  brands  were  still  on  fire  and  their  hooves  were  made  of  steel.
           Am
Their  hornes  were  black  and  shiny  and  their  hot  breath  he  could  feel.
A  bolt  of  fear  went  through  him  as  they  thundered  through  the  sky,
             F                                                                    Dm                                        Am
For  he  saw  the  riders  comin'  hard,  and  he  heard  their  mournful  cry.
Am                C                          Am F                                      Am
Yippie-­‐yi-­‐yo,  yippie-­‐yi-­‐yay. Ghost  riders  in  the  sky.
Guitar  solo:
|        Am        |        Am          |          C        |          C        |        C          |          C        |
|        Am        |        Am          |        Am        |        Am        |        Am        |        Am        |
|        Am        |        Am          |        Am        |        Am        |
|            F      |            F        |            F      |        Dm        |        Am        |        Am        |
           Am            C
Their  faces  gaunt,  their  eyes  were  blurred,  Their  shirts  all  soaked  with  sweat.
         Am
He's  ridin'  hard  to  catch  that  heard  but  he  ain't  caught  'em  yet,
'Causet  they've  got  to  ride  forever  on  that  range  up  in  the  sky.
     F                                                          Dm                                  Am
On  horses  snortin'  fire,  as  they  ride  on  hear  their  cry.
             Am                                                  C
As  the  riders  loped  on  by  him,  he  heard  one  call  his  name.
               Am
If  you  wanna  save  your  soul  from  hell,  a  ridin'  on  our  range,
Then  cowboy  change  your  ways  today  or  with  us  you  will  ride,
F                                                                    Dm                                    Am
Tryin'  to  catch  the  devil's  herd  a-­‐cross  these  endless  skies.
Am                C                          Am F                                      Am
Yippie-­‐yi-­‐yo,  yippie-­‐yi-­‐yay. Ghost  riders  in  the  sky.
||:      Am        |        Am        :||      Repeat  and  fade
This  Life  (Sons  of  Anarchy  Theme  Song)  Full

Ridin'  through  this  world All  alone


God  takes  your  soul You're  on  your  own
The  crow  flies  straight A  perfect  line
On  the  devil's  path Until  you  die

 This  life  is  short  Baby  that's  a  fact


 Better  live  it  right  You  ain't  comin'  back
 Gotta  raise  some  hell  Before  they  take  you  down
 Gotta  live  this  life

ZIC

Gotta  look  this  world In  the  eye


Gotta  live  this  life Till  you  die
You  better  have  soul Nothin'  less
Cause  when  it's  business  time It's  life  or  death

 The  king  is  dead  But  life  goes  on


 Don't  lose  your  head  When  a  deal  goes  down
 Better  keep  your  eye  On  the  road  ahead
 Gotta  live  this  life

Gotta  look  this  world In  the  eye


Gotta  live  this  life Till  you  die
Hey  hey  my  my

Em                D          C
Hey  hey,  my  my
Em                D                                          C
Rock  and  roll  can  never  die
G                                                                        D                              C
There's  more  to  the  picture        Than  meets  the  eye.
Em                D          C
Hey  hey,  my  my.

Em                          D                                                              C
Out  of  the  blue  and  into  the  black
Em                            D                                                                                C
You  pay  for  this,  and  they  give  you  that
G                                                                        D                              C
Once  you're  gone,      you  can't  come  back
Em                                                  D                                                              C
You're  out  of  the  blue  and  into  the  black.

Em                          D                                                              C
The  king  is  gone  but  he's  not  forgotten
Em                D                                                        C
Is  this  the  story  of  johnny  rotten?
G                                                                        D                              C
It's  better  to  burn  out  'cause  rust  never  sleeps
Em                          D                                                              C
The  king  is  gone  but  he's  not  forgotten.

Em                D          C
Hey  hey,  my  my
Em                D                                          C
Rock  and  roll  can  never  die
G                                                                        D                              C
There's  more  to  the  picture        Than  meets  the  eye.
Em                D          C
Hey  hey,  my  my
BAD MOON RISING(Creedence Clearwater Revival)

D A G D
I see a bad moon rising
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightning
I see bad times today

G D
Don't go around tonight Its bound to take your life
A G D
Theres a bad moon on the rise

D A G D
I hear hurricanes a blowing
I know the end is coming soon
I fear rivers overflowing
i hear the voice of rage and ruin

G D
Don't go around tonight Its bound to take your life
A G D
Theres a bad moon on the rise

D A G D
Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye

G D
Don't go around tonight Its bound to take your life
A G D
Theres a bad moon on the rise
Keep on chooglin

Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'

Chooglin', chooglin'

Maybe you don't understand it


But if you're a natural man
You got to ball and have a good time
And that's what I call chooglin'

Here comes Mary lookin' for Harry


She gonna choogle tonight
Here comes Louie, works in the sewer
He gonna choogle tonight

Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'

Chooglin', chooglin'
Chooglin', chooglin'

Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'

Chooglin', chooglin'

If you can choose it, who can refuse it


Y'all be chooglin' tonight
Go on, take your pick, right from the git go
You gotta choogle tonight

Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'
Keep on chooglin'

Chooglin', chooglin'
Chooglin', chooglin'
Chooglin', chooglin'
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who'll stop the rain

Intro: G Em 2x

G C G
Long as I remember rain's been falling down
G C G
clouds of mystery pourin' confusion on the ground

C G C G
Good men through the ages tryin' to find the sun
C D Em G
and I wonder still I wonder who'll stop the rain

G C G
I went down Virginia seeking shelter from the storm
G Bm C G
Caught up in a fable watched the tower grow

C G C G
Five-year plans and New Deals wrapped in golden chains
C D Em G
and I wonder, still I wonder who'll stop the rain

C G D Am C Em D G

G C G
Heard the singers' playing, how we cheered for more
G Bm C G
the crowd had rushed together, just tryin to keep warm

C G C G
Still the rain kept fallin' Fallin on my ears
C D Em G
And I wonder, still I wonder who'll stop the rain...

G Em
Simple  man

               (C  G  Am)  
Mama  told  me  when  I  was  young  
Said  sit  beside  me,  my  only  son  
And  listen  closely  to  what  I  say.  
And  if  you  do  this/  It  will  help  you  some  sunny  day.  

Take  your  time/  Don't  live  too  fast,  


Troubles  will  come  and  they  will  pass.  
Go  find  a  woman/  you'll  find  love,  
And  don't  forget  son/  There  is  someone  up  above.  

And  be  a  simple  kind  of  man.  


Or  Be  something  you  love  and  understand.  
Baby  Be  a  simple  kind  of  man.  
Won't  you  do  this  for  me  son,    If  you  can?  

Forget  your  lust  for  the  rich  man's  gold  


All  that  you  need  now  is  in  your  soul,  
And  you  can  do  this  if  you  try.  
All  that  I  want  for  you  my  son/  Is  to  be  satisfied.  

And  be  a  simple  kind  of  man.  


Or  Be  something  you  love  and  understand.  
Baby  Be  a  simple  kind  of  man.  
Won't  you  do  this  for  me  son,    If  you  can?  

Boy,  don't  you  worry/  you'll  find  yourself.  


Follow  your  heart  and  nothing  else.  
And  you  can  do  this  if  you  try.  
All  I  want  for  you  my  son/  Is  to  be  satisfied.  

And  be  a  simple  kind  of  man.  


Or  Be  something  you  love  and  understand.  
Baby  Be  a  simple  kind  of  man.  
Won't  you  do  this  for  me  son,    If  you  can?  
The  house  of  the  rising  sun

           Am                  C                    D                      F          Am                            C            E        E
There  is  a  house  in  New  Orleans They  call  the  Rising  Sun
                 Am                                                C              D                                  F
And  It's  been  the  ruin  of  many  a  poor  boy
       Am                        E                          Am        C          D    /    F    /    Am    /    E    /    Am    /    E    /
And  God,  I  know,  I'm  one

           Am                  C                    D                      F          Am                                        C                        E        E
My  mother  was  a  tailor She  sewed  my  new  blue  jeans
                 Am            C              D                                  F
My  father  was  a  gambling  man
       Am                        E                          Am        C          D    /    F    /    Am    /    E    /    Am    /    E    /
Down  in  New  Orleans

           Am                          C                              D                      F          Am                            C            E        E
And  the  only  things  a  gambler  needs Is  a  suitcase  and  a  trunk
               Am                        C                D                    F
And  the  only  time  he's  satisfied
     Am                  E                      Am            C      D    /    F    /    Am    /    E    /    Am    /    E    /
Is  when  he's  all  a-­‐drunk

 Am  /  C  /  D  /  F  /  Am  /  C  /  E  /  E  /      Am  /  C  /  D  /    F    A


/ m  /  E  /  Am  /  C  /  D  /  F  /  Am  /  E  /  Am  /  E  /

     Am            C                                                D                  F                        Am            C                      E          E
So  mothers,  tell  your  children Not  to  do  what  I  have  done
 Am                              C                        D                        F
Spend  your  life  in  sin  and  misery
             Am                                          E            Am        C                D    /    F    /    Am    /    E    /    Am    /    E    /
In  the  house  of  the  Rising  Sun

         Am                      C                                          D                    F        Am                            C                      E        E
I've  got  one  foot  on  the  platform The  other  foot  on  the  train
         Am                        C              D                      F
I'm  going  back  to  New  Orleans
     Am                                E                Am            C      D    /    F    /    Am    /    E    /    Am    /    E    /
To  wear  the  ball  and  chain

           Am      C                D                    F          Am              C            E        E
There  is  a  house  in  New  Orleans They  call  the  Rising  Sun
                 Am              C              D                              F
And  It's  been  the  ruin  of  many  a  poor  boy
       Am          E                  Am        C          D    /    F    /    Am    /    E    /
And  God,  I  know,  I'm  one
   Am    /    D    /    Am    />let  ring
Summer son

Am Am Dm Dm G Em Am Am F

F G F G
I'm tired of tellin' the sto-ry, tired of tellin'-in it your way.
Em Am
Yeah, I know what I saw, I know, but I found the floor.
C F
Before you take my heart - reconsider...
C Dm
Before you take my heart - reconsider...
F G
I've opened the door - I've opened the door ... here comes the
Am Dm G E7 Am
Summer son, he burns my skin, I ache again, I'm over you.

F G F G
I thought I had a dream to hold, baby that has gone.
Em Am
Your hands reach out and touch me still but this feels so wrong.
C F
Before you take my heart - reconsider...
C Dm
Before you take my heart - reconsider...
F G
I've opened the door - I've opened the door ... here comes the
Am Dm G E7 Am
Summer son, he burns my skin, I ache again, I'm over you ... here comes the
Am Dm G E7 Am
Winters rain, to cleanse my skin, I wake again, I'm over you.

Em Dm Em Dm

C F
Before you take my heart - reconsider...
C Dm
Before you take my heart - reconsider...

FG
F G
I've opened the door - I've opened the door ... here comes the
Am Dm G E7 Am
Summer son, he burns my skin, I ache again, I'm over you ... here comes the
Am Dm G E7 Am
Winters rain, to cleanse my skin, I wake again, I'm over you.
E7 Am
I'm over you, I'm over you, I'm over you ... I'm over you.
PRAYER  FOR  You

All I see is the truth now


That's all I want you to know
That I'll never turn my back on you
And leave you out there on your own
I could never hide my feelings
I could never let you fall
And I want you to remember
All the love that I've found

Oh I say a prayer
A prayer for you
Oh for you

I could never make a promise


I'd only break it in the end
Then you're looking for the answers
You'd never trust in me again
I could never watch you suffer
I could never let you down
And I hope you soon discover
All the truth that I've now found

Oh I say a prayer
A prayer for you
Oh for you

Oh I say a prayer
A prayer for you
Oh for you
THE MIDNIGHT SPECIAL

D G D
Well, you wake up in the mornin' You hear the work bell ring
A7 D
And they march you to the table You see the same old thing
G D
Ain't no food upon the table And no fork up in the pan
A7 D
But you'd better not complain, boy You'll get in trouble with the man

G D
Let the midnight special Shine the light on me
A7 D
Let the midnight special Shine the light on me
G D
Let the midnight special Shine the light on me
A7 D
Let the midnight special Shine the ever-lovin' light on me

D G D
Yonder come Miss Rosie How in the world did you know
A7 D
By the way she wears her apron And the clothes she wore
G D
Umbrella on her shoulder Piece of paper in her hand
A7 D
She come to see the gov'nor She wanna free her man

(chorus)

D G D
If you're ever in Houston Ooh, you'd better do right
A7 D
You'd better not gamble And you'd better not fight
G D
Or the sheriff will grab ya And the boys'll bring you down
A7 D
The next thing you know, boy Ooh, you're prison-bound

(chorus)
fortunate song

G F
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
C7 G
ooh, they're red, white and blue.
G F
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief"
C7 G
they point the cannon right at you.

G D7 C7 G
It ain't me, it ain't me, I'm no senator's son.
G D7 C7 G
It ain't me, it ain't me, I'm no fortunate one.

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,


Lord, don't they help themselves.
But when the tax man comes to the door:
"Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale."

It ain't me, it ain't me, I'm no millionaire's son.


It ain't me, it ain't me, I'm no fortunate one.

(break: G Gdim C G)

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,


ooh, they send you down to war.
And when you ask them: "How much should we give?"
Oh, they only answer: "More, more, more"

It ain't me, it ain't me, I'm no military's son.


It ain't me, it ain't me, I'm no fortunate one.
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