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Mama Bake A Pie (Daddy Kill A Chicken) By: Drive-By Truckers Written By: Tom T. Hall Capo I INTRO: E A E A E A E A Verse 1:
EPeople starin' Aat me as they Ewheel me down the Aramp toward my Eplane A E A The Ewar is over Afor me, I've forEgotten everyAthing except the Epain A E A D"Thank you sir and yes sir, it was worth it for the old red white and Eblue A E A B A E A E (A) Since I won't be walkin', I suppose I'll save some money buyin' shoes"
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The Ebottle hidden Aunderneath the Eblanket over Amy two battered Elegs A E A I Ecan see the stewardess Amakin' over Eme and askin Ame "were you afraEid?" A E A DI say "why no I'm Superman, couldn't find the phone booth quite in Etime"A E A BA G.I. gets a lot of laughs if Ahe remembers all the funny Elines A E A
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Mama bake a Apie, Daddy kill a Echicken A E A Your sEon is comin' Ahome eEleven thirty-Afive Wednesday Enight A E A
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EMama will be Acryin', EDaddy's gonna say "ASon, they treat you Egood?"A E A EMy uncle will be Adrunk and he'll say "EBoy they do some Areal great things with Ewood" A E A DThe letter that she wrote me said goodbye, she couldn't wait and lots of Eluck A E A BThe bottle underneath the blanket Afeels just like an old friend to my Etouch A E A
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And EI know she'll come Aand see me, but EI bet she neAver once looks at Emy legAs E A EShe'll just talk about the Aweather and the Edress she wore, the AJuly 4th paErade A E A DLord I love her so much that I don't think I can drink her off my Emind A E A BAnd I can see it in the paper where Athey're sayin' that the war's a waste of Etime A E A
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Mama bake a Apie, Daddy kill a Echicken A E A Your Eson is comin' Ahome eEleven thirty-Afive Wednesday Enight A E A Your Eson is comin' Ahome eEleven thirty-Afive Wednesday EnightA E A Your son iEs coming home eleven thirty-five Wednesday night