All These Songs Sound The Same chords by Vandaveer

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Verse 1
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I   saw a blue jay this
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morning right out my window
Flappin' and singin', yeah,
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they makin' a fuss
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Little
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Finch came over to see the commotion
But that jaybird was a rotten,
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foul -tempered wench
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I scribbled it down,
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thought I might sing it well
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Figured by the last verse I
might ring the right bell
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Kinda funny how one thought
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triggers another
I was lying wide awake
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most of last night
Reading
Grapes of
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Wrath for about the third time
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But we're the family of my own now,
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so it truly offends me
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I guess things seemed pretty good,
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better than back then
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Still we better love homes pretty good,
no friend
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Well I grew up in the 80s,
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in the heart of the bluegrass
Never looked blue to me
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But that's another story
I filled up my days
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With sunburns and ballgames
Never knew much worry
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Really did no pain
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Still my mother says son
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Keep an eye overhead
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Just     cause some things look pretty
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Don't mean they're friends
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Speaking of friends,
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I'm blessed with an army
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But cursed by a mission,
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many moons away
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I'm running out the clock,
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out in the ether
Just flapping and singing,
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really making a fuss
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The songs that I sing,
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they all sound the same
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Just like birds and little birds
Everything sounds the same
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All these songs sound the same
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They still feel like singing
Every song sounds the same
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Could sing to my grave
All my songs sound the same
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They still feel like singing
Everything sounds the same
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At the bottom of a grave
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I  got 35 years under my belt
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Never was much for counting
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Mostly a about how I  felt
Right now I feel weary
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Pound town and feather
Just flopping and singing
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Really making a fuss
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The ache in my bones
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The kinks in my neck
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Might slow me down but don't bury me,
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All these songs sound the same
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But I still feel like singing
Every song sounds the same
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Come sing to my grave
All my songs sound the same
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But I still feel like singing, oh yeah
Everything sounds the same
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The bottom of a crib