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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 {c:Chorus} (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 {c:Chorus} 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 {c:Chorus} (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
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