Folk Singer chords by C.R. Avery
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Intro 1
(D major)
Verse 1
You (D major) walk around town with a smirk
You act (G major) like you're adored by millions,
but like everybody else
(D major) you're still doing 9 -to -5 work.
Yeah, you ever thrown
caution to the wind?
Nah, not just yet.
(G major) As (D major) soon as (G major) you start singing,
I wanna sneak out (D major) side for a cigarette.
It's not loud but deaf for you
You just got nothing to say
An (A major) d you (G major) sound like (D major) every (G major) body else
On (E major) the open (A major) mic
(G major) At (D major) the local cabinets
Fo (G major) cusing on
You (D major) make me think TV is so bad
Vocal (G major) singer, you make me (A major) wish
that your (G major) mom never fucked your dad
(D major) Fucked your dad, ooh
Vocal (A major) singer, oh oh oh (D major)
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
You hang out with the kings
and queens of mediocrity
And tell each other you're so great
(G major) But the audience is just
a bunch of your friends
And some skinny girl (D major) you
just started to date
So sing me another slow one
And sing it from your heart
Get one (G major) of your friends
to do a little backup (E major)
(G major) And you both can pre (D major) tend
you're livin' for your heart
You've got the nerve to make
fun of Stevie Wonder
And say he sure fell off in 83
He (G major) was (D major) mortality at 12 years old
(A major) Than you'll ever (G major) be (D major)
Folks, (G major) sing on
Folksinger, you (D major) make me think
Christian music ain't so bad.
(G major) Folksinger, you make me (A major) wish
that your (G major) mom never fucked your (D major) dad.
Ooh, fuck your dad, ooh.
Folk (A major) singer.
Ha, ha, ha. (D major)
I ain't talking about no street performer
I don't want to pull a busker's
license we both.
Don't bother me.
That's not how I was pre -vote.
It's the Bohemian Barstow
that lives in their own little bubble.
Why don't we just go on
Wheel of Fortune?
Save us all the trouble,
whining that you're not rich and famous,
and adorning an all -exclusive
backstage pass.
Instead of blaming the music industry,
I got a crazy idea.
Write a song that doesn't suck ass.
Or maybe you should get
a big -time producer,
and he can make you
Sound indie rock,
thought -provoking, and deep
You can basically go fuck yourself
Cause your wishy -washy beauty
is only skin (A major) deep
(D major) Folk (G major) singer
You make me (D major) think
ACDC tribute bands aren't so bad
Folk (G major) singer
Yeah, you make me (A major) wish
That your (G major) mom never fucked your (D major) dad
Fuck music, folk (G major) sing (A major) er,
folk singer (G major) (D major) (G major) (D major)
Oh, I'm gonna kill me off with it
Oh, I'm gonna kill me off with it
Oh, I'm gonna kill me off with it
Oh, (G major) (D major) fuck the (G major) gold, I'm a singer (D major)
Oh, (G major) oh, (D major) oh
Folk Singer
C.R. Avery
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