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AmUpon my side FWhere it is felt CI pack a little pistol on my Fpistol belt I think I Fmight be scared Of the Fworld, and the Gway it Fmakes you feel Amafraid
AmUnder the skin FAgainst the skull CThey put a little chip so they Fknow it all I think I Fmight be scared Of the Fworld, Gand the way it Fmakes you feel Gafraid
And AmI, I, I, I, I, I Am It gets in the Fway, gets in the Cway gets in the Fway In the Gway, way ay ay ay and now
DmI want brimstone AmIn my garden And DmI want roses AmSet on fire CAnd I, I want what's Fbest for me CAnd I, I think I kDmnow, know what that means, AmJust what that means.
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To-Amday I coo To-Fday I caw I Chave a pistol party and I FKill them Eall I think I Fmight be Escared.
Of the Fmen and the Gmen with their hFands in-siGde, and the Fwomen, oh the Gwomen all they Fdo is Gcry,
And Am I, I, I, I, I, AmI I lose my Fmind lose my Cmind lose my Fmind Lose my Gmi,i,i,ind and now
DmI found brimstone AmIn my garden And DmI found roses AmSet on fire DmAnd I found Jesus, Amwhat a liar DmSo I trade licks with AmMuddy Waters
CAnd I, I found what's Fbest for me CAnd I, I see no Ftragedy CAnd I, well I found a Fburning rose, CAnd I, I think I Dmknow, know what that means Just what that Ammeans,
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