Date: Tue, 13 Jan 1998 12:20:57, -0500 From: MR KEN L REYNOLDS <LTWU46B@prodigy.com> Subject: copper_by_harry_chapin album: Legends of the Lost and Found song: Copper artist: Harry Chapin transcribed: Ken Reynolds Please enjoy the following Harry Chapin selection. Copper Harry Chapin (klr) [D] [G] [D] [G]

If you were ^D looking for a way to ^G get me mad It was a ^D sure fire way you ^G found ^D Acting like a ^G half-wit fool, ^A laying your money ^A7 around Well, I ^D came back to ^G tell you Lou, ^'bout ^D what you almost ^G did Don^'t you ^A ever put the cash on the ^C counter, Lou, ^F when I^'m ^C with my ^G kid

Yeah, the ^D kid^'s 13, he^'s ^G growin^' Lou, two years And ^D he^'ll be bigger than ^G me Still he ^D think^'s I^'m strong as a ^G blacksmith and ^A straighter than the tall oak ^A7 tree I ^D raised him alone ten ^G years now, since his ^D momma ran ^G away Well, you ^A ain^'t gonna blow his ^C image of me With a ^F stunt like you ^C pulled ^G today

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^G They took the copper right outta the penny, Lou They got the ^D pig locked up in the pen But you^'re ^E in big trouble with me, yes, you If you ^A ever do that ^A7 again Ten ^D bucks a week ^D7 protection don^'t ^Gmean I can^'t knock you ^E down You got to ^D treat me [D/c#] like a [D/b] livin^' ^D saint, Lou ^G Whenever my [G/f#]son^'s ^D around [D] [G] [D] [G]

Yeah, the ^D kid wants to be a ^G policeman, ^D just like ^G me You ^D know he^'ll be a ^G good one, the ^A way I started out to ^A7 be And he ^D just might end up ^G police chief, Now [D]wouldn^'t that be something to ^G see ^'Cause then the ^A kid would kick right-^C off the force All the ^F two-bit ^C grifters like ^G me (chorus)

I guess it ^D was when my ^G old lady left me and She ^D took off with a saleman ^G guy I ^D started to see things ^G differently, cut your ^A own slice outta the ^A7 pie Yeah, I ^D grew up and it came ^G clear to me, all the ^D smart cops on the ^G make You get a ^A silver badge not an ^C old tin star ^F when you^'re ^C on the ^G take

^G It^'s pimps and whores, punk gang wars, ^D Robberies and homicides ^Bm When you ^E walk the beat with the creeps on the street Well, there ^A ain^'t no where to ^A7 hide I spent ^D half my life ^D7 without no wife Ridin^' ^G heard on the scum of the ^E earth I learned the ^D tricks of the [D/c#] trade from the [D/b] gutter ^D parade And then I ^G prayed for [G/f#] all I^'m ^D worth [D] [G] [D] [G]

Don^'t you ^D know I appreciate the ^G money Lou, ^D Cause it all goes into the ^G bank And when I ^D send my kid to ^G college some day He^'ll have ^A guys like you to ^A7 thank Yeah, ^D ten bucks a week on your ^G grocery store Means you ^D don^'t have to worry ^'bout ^G crime But ^A hold your money when the ^C kids with me, You can ^F pay me ^C double next ^G time (chorus)

Enjoy all. Ken Reynolds ( ltwu46b@prodigy.com )

Harry Chapin - Copper