Big Apple chords by Molly Hatchet

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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New York City,
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you're so big and tough,
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Well here we come, baby,
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we're struttin' our stuff.
D 
Well, we look kinda frisky,
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we're pretty damn bad
D 
Cause Southern cookin' is
all we ever had.
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C 
Oh, cook 'em up some greens,

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Interlude 1

baby.

Verse 2
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I've seen the mountains up in
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Tennessee
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Sweet little hill woman satisfied me.
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We know that it's tough and
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it's an uphill battle
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But we're running 'em hard, baby,
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sitting in the saddle.
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Oh, come on, baby

Interlude 2

Verse 3
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New York City, you're so
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big and tough,
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My pistols are loaded, I feel rough.
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Well, we heard of your punks and your
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high heel steppers
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We're bad Southern boys and don't you forget