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Legend Of Paul Revere Raiders
In a little town in Idaho [A]way back in '6[E]1
A [A]man was flyin' [E]burgers; gee, it [F#]seemed like lots of [B7]fun
But [E]to his friend the bun boy, he con[A]fessed it's miser[B]y
"I [A]think I'd like to [E]start a group, so [B7] come along with [E]me."
And all you [A] sta-ations across the [B] na-ation
Please [F#]play our records [A]for your congre-[E] ga-ation
The band soon started boomin'; they were rakin' in the coins
They found a few musicians and persuaded them to join
And Paul Revere decided, since they had such new-found fame
"We need a fancy title," and the Raiders they became
They soon packed up for Hollywood to reap their fortunes there
The streets aren't really paved with gold and you can't live on air
And then Dick Clark approached them, said "I know a thing or 2:
I'll put you on a TV show and make big stars of you."
Now things are goin' groovy and we really can't complain
Though the pace of rock and rollin' nearly drives us all insane
And everybody's pushin', sayin' "Give it all you can!"
I've come to think of it, our business manager's our biggest fan