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I'm Up To My Neck In I.O.U
GFor twenty-two days I’ve stood in the welfarDe line WithD7out an education a job was hard to Gfind G7 C And up in front of me were ten thousand plus nine And I'm up to my neck in GI.O.U.’s anDd down to my lasGt dime
GI tried to sell some pencils on the Dstreet But D7found my luck to sell was just Gweak G7 C I’m ashamed to have to pretend that I am blind But I'm up to my neck in GI.O.U.’s anDd down to my lasGt dimG7e
D G Well I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s, I owe everybody in town
EveryAday I say I’m getting on up put A7I keep goinDg down And I’ve signed every paper in town that I could sign But I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s and down to my last dime
Well the internal revenue department is having fits They claim I underpaid them by six pence If I wound up in court I’ll serve out ninety-nine Well I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s and down to my last dime Yes I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s and down to my last dime by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com