Feed jake Pirates Of The Mississippi
[E]I'm standing at the cross [A] roads in life, and I don't know where to [E]go.
You know you've got my heart babe, but my musics got my [B]soul.
[A]Let me play it one more time, I'll tell the truth and make it rhyme
and hope they under[B]stand [E]me.
[B]Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the load my soul to keep
[A]And if I die before I wake, Feed [E]Jake
he's been a [B]good dog, [C#m] My best friend,[A] Right through it all, if I[E] die before I [B]wake, feed [E]jake
[E]Now Broadways like a [A]sewer, bums and hookers everyw[E]here.
Whinos passed out on the sidewalk, [B]doesn't anybody care.
[A]Some say he's worthless, just let him be I for one would have to disagree
and so would their [B]mam[E]as
[E]Now if you get an ear [A]pierced, some will call you [E]gay.
But if you drive a pickup, they'll say "[B]no, you must be straight"
[A]What we are and what we ain't, what we can and what we can't.
does it really [B]mat[E]ter
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