Spanish pipedream   John Prine

{eot}##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #{sot}{eot}##From: SkyMike6@aol.com##John Prine
She was a (C)level-headed dancer on the (F)road to alcohol
And (G)I was just a soldier on my (C)way to Montreal
Well she (C)pressed her chest against me about the (F)time the juke box broke
She (G)gave me a peck on the back of the neck and these are the words she (C)spoke
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      (C)Blow up your T.V.(F)  (C)throw away your paper(F)    (C)
      Go into the (G)country, build you a (C)home(F)     (C)
      (C)Plant a little garden,(F)  (C)eat a lot of peaches(F)    (C)
      Try to find (G)Jesus on your (C)own
Well, I sat (C)there at the table and I (F)acted real naive
For I (G)knew that topless lady had (C)something up her sleeve
Well, she (C)danced around the bar room and she (F)did the hoochy-coo
Yeah she (G)sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to (C)do
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Well, I was (C)young and hungry and ab(F)out to leave that place
But (G)just as I was leavin', well she (C)looked me in the face
I said "(C)You must know the answer." She said, "(F)No but I'll give it a try."
And (G)to this very day we've been livin' our way and here is the reason (C)why
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      (C)We blow up our T.V.(F)  (C)threw away our paper(F)    (C)
      Went to the (G)country, build us a (C)home(F)     (C)
      (C)Had a lot of children,(F)  (C)fed 'em on peaches(F)    (C)
      They all found (G)Jesus on their