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Version 2: By Jeff Olson
Am I’m too lazy F you’re too pretty Am Left a good job down F in the city Am Move to the country, F buy a farm Am Become hippies, won’t F do no harm
Am Got my tablet, you F got your phone Am No one out here need feel F all alone Am Got no livestock, can’t F grow no crop Am Feelin’ something’s been foFrever lost
AmMight as Gwell Cget Fhigh – Amhigher Gthan Cwe’ve Fever been AmMight as Gwell Cjust Fburn, Amburn unGtil Cthe Fbitter end. F(the bitter End...)
Am You met a local boy, go F out at night Am Comin' home late and always F start a fight Am You say I’m nothing, you F say I’m dim Am Now my patience wearin’ F mighty thin.
AmMight as Gwell Cget Fhigh – Amhigher Gthan Cwe’ve Fever been AmMight as Gwell Cjust Fburn, Amburn unGtil Cthe Fbitter end. F(the bitter End...)
Am You left on Sunday, F movin home Am Up and left me out here F on my own Am Now it seems that all I F got is time Am And no one else here will get F out alive.
AmMight as Gwell Cget Fhigh – Amhigher Gthan Cwe’ve Fever been AmMight as Gwell Cjust Fburn, Amburn unGtil Cthe Fbitter end. F(the bitter End...)