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Capo: 1 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] –two... one, two, three, four! C Am F D# G
C[VersAme 1] F A# It's my Cown dumb sense of obAmedience That lFeaves me to feel this D#way G And Ceven though I know I'm a lucAmky boy I get Fdays where I want to A#die
[Chorus]
Oh, I Ccan't complain but I E7will And from Ammy convenient posFition I would kill To be the Cbad man With Gfeeling in his Ffingers, oh CyeD#ah,G aFlrCight
C Am C D# G F C [Verse 2]
I'm pCardoned in the fog and I'm Amover it I'm all FPC and feather-light D# G And Ceven though the future looks Ammiserable I get Fpaid just to be polite A#
[Chorus]
Oh, I Ccan't complain but I E7will And from Ammy convenient posFition I would kill To be the Cbad man With Gfeeling in his Ffingers, oh CyeD#ah,G wFooC
[Instrumental break] [Chorus]
Oh, I Ccan't complain but I E7will 'Cause from Ammy convenient posFition I would kill To be the Cbad man With Gfeeling in his Ffingers, oh CyeD#ah G F C
C Am C D# G F C C A# Am [Outro]
I put a Amgun to my head I pull the Ftrigger, I'm dead And that's the Cend