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Gasoline Alley Bred
BbWoman get your hair out of curlers, Bbmaj7time get your butt out of bed. FmGet down your hats and D#baggage, my child. CmGoing back home, going Fback to the homestead.
BbI'm a-gonna heat me some water and Bbmaj7put a shine upon my shoes. FmTelephone my ma, keep the D#room above Joe's 'CmCause we're coming back, coming Fback to the homestead. CmEverything is packed, getting Fback to the homestead CThis time, D#this time we'll Fstay, baby.
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BbI know that D#we could haveBb made it; we had D#ideas in our Bbheads. And I wish D#somehow we could have Bbsaved it but we're D#Gasoline AlleBby bred. Yet the years haven't D#really been Bbwasted and I D#know it in my Bbhead. We did good for the D#life that we've Bbtasted cause we're D#Gasoline Alley D#mGasoline Alley Bbbred
Woman, you can really believe it, I did everything a man could do. Breaking my back just to make us a dime. That won't mean a damn when no one wants to know you. Woman, I know how you're feeling. I've seen the hurt upon your face. How many time do you think that I've cried? Knowing every day that your heart was getting broken, Holdin' back your pride til you were nearly chokin' Oh, let's get away, baby. Chorus
Gasoline G#Alley, Gasoline Alley BbBred (repeat to fade)
by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com