Key: D majorā¢
Verse 1
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G
D
A friend of mine, Albert,
you don't look so good.
And how's old what's -her -name?
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you were like birds of a feather
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like bread and butter
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you're so good with one another
from the not too distant past
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i got them i done her wrong
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and i'm walking these holes in my shoes
She don't come back, I'll die,
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D
and do the same thing all over blues
He said, oh C .T.,
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you better get yourself on track right away
self -imposed deprivation,
I said, easier said than done, Albert,
And Albert,
ain't you gained some weight
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And I'm walking these holes in my shoes
she don't come back
I'll die and if she does
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blues
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He said, on now,
she'll kill me
He said, and the truth of the
matter's you're like
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Birds of a feather like bread and butter,
son, that thing can last.
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Or you can keep walking around with Joe.
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I got them, I done her wrong,
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And I'm walking these holes in my shoes.
She don't come back, I'll die,
A
D
And do the same thing all over blues
If she don't come back, I'll die
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsD G A
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