Harry Chapin - Last of the protest singers

He's the l^Dast of the protest singers Se^Emlling truth and commitment ^F#mHe don't get much work these days H^Ge's billed as a nov^Aelty act

And he st^Dands there with his thumb out Hi^Emtchin' a ride towards the rainbow That ^F#monly he sees shining there They s^Gay he's a fool and th^Aat's a fact. Oh, ^Goh, oh, ^Aoh, oh, ^Bmoh, oh, oh, ^F#moh, oh, ^Emoh

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Yes he's the l^Dast of the protest singers But som^Emehow I believe him As he s^F#mtrums on cold street corners singing I^Gt's what I say, not w^Ahat I am.

L^Date at night I hold him He sh^Emivers and hides his crying And says, "S^F#mhould I just play some Rock 'n Roll 'cause no^Gbody really gi^Aves a damn?" Oh, ^Goh, oh, ^Aoh, oh, ^Bmoh, oh, oh, ^F#moh, oh, ^Emoh

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I said &q^Emuot;That's really ^Anot good enough Because there's en^Emough of that kind of st^Auff!" And I say &qu^Emot;That's really ^Anot good enough Because there's en^Emough of that kind of st^Auff!"

And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft belie^Cve nobo^Fdy care^Cs anymore." And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft belie^Cve nobo^Fdy shar^Ces anymore." And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft believ^Ce nobody^F's there li^Cke before." He says, "^G;I can't believe it^A's really true. D^Bmon't ^Ayou ^Gca

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Yes he's the l^Dast of the protest singers St^Emaring as he's strumming For he ^F#msees the dark clouds coming now And he s^Gays he feels those fi^Arst few drops He s^Dees he can not reach them But he t^Emries to sing out louder And I ^F#msay, "You're getting hoarser boy." He s^Gays, "Should I ^Agive up and stop?" Oh, ^Goh, oh, ^Aoh, oh, ^Bmoh, oh, oh, ^F#moh, oh, ^Emoh

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And I say &q^Emuot;That's really ^Anot good enough Because there's en^Emough of that kind of st^Auff" And I say &qu^Emot;That's really ^Anot good enough Because there's en^Emough of that kind of st^Auff!"

And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft belie^Cve nobo^Fdy care^Cs anymore." And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft belie^Cve nobo^Fdy shar^Ces anymore." And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft believ^Ce nobody^F's there li^Cke before." He says, "^G;I can't believe it^A's really true. D^Bmon't ^Ayou ^Gca

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Yes, he's the l^Dast of the protest singers Se^Emlling truth and commitment ^F#mHe don't get much work these days H^Ge's billed as a nov^Aelty act

And he st^Dands there with his thumb out Hi^Emtchin' a ride towards the rainbow That ^F#monly he sees shining there They s^Gay he's a fool and th^Aat's a fact. Oh, ^Goh, oh, ^Aoh, oh, ^Bmoh, oh, oh, ^F#moh, oh, ^Emoh

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^A "There^Em's enough of that kind ^Aof stuff!" And I say &qu^Emot;That's really ^Anot good enough Because there's en^Emough of that kind of st^Auff!" And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft belie^Cve nobo^Fdy care^Cs anymore." And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft belie^Cve nobo^Fdy shar^Ces anymore." And he says, &^Bbquot;I can'^Ft believ^Ce nobody^F's there li^Cke before." He says, "^G;I can't believe it^A's really true. D^Bmon't ^Ayou ^Gca

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^A Yes, he's the l^Dast of the protest singers...