The Lonesome Kicker chords by Adam Sandler

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Intro 1

Verse 1
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Me,
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I'm the Lonesome Kicker
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Extra points, field goals at your service
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One might think it comes with glory
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You might think different after
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you listen to my story
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Verse 2

helmet is equipped

with a tiny face mask

What it possibly could protect,

I do not know

The other guys on the team

Like to make fun of my little shoulder pads

And also like to hide the special shoe

I need to kick in the snow

Verse 3
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People think it's so easy
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To kick a field goal from
the 30 yard line
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They forget to add seven
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yards for the snap
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And 10 more 'cause the goal
posts are pushed way back
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In

Verse 4
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1974, the uprights
were right on the goal line
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But some of the players
were running into them
And getting hurt
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So screw the kicker
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Who cares about the kicker?

Verse 5
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But I kick that ball
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And I pray it goes straight
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The coach says "Good job, number 8"
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He doesn't even know my name is
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Andre Kristacovitchlalinski, Jr.
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But that's the life I live
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The Lonesome Kicker
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Verse 6
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Kickoffs can
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be so very scary
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Especially,
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if the returner breaks on through
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And I'm the only guy on the playing
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field left to tackle him
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I don't want to get hurt
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So I  pretend to tie my shoe

Verse 7
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Once again, I'm ignored by my
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teammates and all my coaches
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"Go back where you came from!"
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Scream 70,000 fans
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Well, I know I could win their love back
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By catching a winning touch-down
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But, But, unfortunately,
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I was born with these very small hands

Verse 8
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And I hope that the cameras
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don't come in too close
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'Cause they might see
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the tears in my eyes
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As I sit on this bench made
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of cold-hearted wood
wood
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And the splinters go deep in my thighs
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And the towel boy snickers as he walks by
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The Lonesome Kicker

Verse 9
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Another blocked kick
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And everybody blames me
But it was the Left Guard
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Who didn't pick up his man
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Oh, why can't they see...

Interlude 1

Verse 10
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In my home country
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I could have been a minor
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league soccer player
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But I came to America
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Seeking fortune and seeking fame
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I didn't realize that if I shanked one
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And blew the point spread
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Some drunk guys would push
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me into their hibachi
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After the game

Verse 11
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So I go home at night
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'Cause I never get invited
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To go drinking with the other guys
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And I sit in my chair, and I soak my foot
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As I eat a plate of cold french fries
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And my wife's out with her
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quote-unquote friend
friend
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And my son can't look me in the eyes
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But that's the life I live
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The Lonesome Kicker
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Kicking for