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CAPO 2. FRET KEY: A/PLAY: G
G I've got a lot of C blues on my G mind And at least a million C miles be-G hind me And D all that I've got between C me nc And pauper's G hill Is a wrinkled, crinkled, D wadded dollar G bill.
G Lake Michigan C wind sure is G cold And I need me a C jacket for my G shoulders I could D buy one down at the surplus C store nc Cheap cotton G twill With my wrinkled, crinkled, D wadded dollar G bill.
But I'm not D bound and I never C will nc Be to a G wrinkled, crinkled, D wadded dollar G bill.
It sure smells good at the bakery And I stand and let the smell flood over me
They sell them day old cakes mighty cheaply nc I could eat my fill With my wrinkled, crinkled, wadded dollar bill
Lake Michigan waves hit the beach And I stand and let them wash at my feet
And then I throw it just as far as I can nc Into the chill My wrinkled, crinkled, wadded dollar bill.
Cause I'm not bound and I never will nc Be to a wrinkled, crinkled, wadded dollar bill.
G No I'm not D bound and I never C will nc Be to a G wrinkled, crinkled, D wadded dollar G bill.