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DTurpentine and dandelion wine,
I've turned the D/Fcorner, an' I'm Gdoin' fine.
GShootin' at the birds on the Dtelephone line;
APickin' 'em off with this Dgun o' mine.
GGot a fire in my belly and a Dfire in my head,
AGoing higher and higher 'til I'm Ddead.
DSister Sue is short and stout,
She didn't grow D/Fup, she grew Gout.
GMomma says she's plain, but she's Djust being kind.
APapa thinks she's pretty, but he's Dalmost blind.
GDon't let her out much exDcept at night.
ABut I don't care 'cause I'm all Dright.
DOh, the sun shines bright D/Fon my Gold Kentucky Dhome.
Young folks roll on the Afloor.
Oh, the Dsun shines bright D/Fon my Gold Kentucky Dhome.
Keep them hard times Aaway from my Ddoor.
DBrother Gene is big and mean,
And he don't have D/Fmuch to Gsay.
GHe had a little woman who he Dwhooped each day,
But Anow she's gone Daway.
GGot drunk last night, kicked Dmomma down the stairs,
But AI'm all right, so I don't Dcare.
DOh, the sun shines bright D/Fon my Gold Kentucky Dhome.
Young folks roll on the Afloor.
Oh, the Dsun shines bright D/Fon my Gold Kentucky Dhome.
Keep them hard times Aaway from my Ddoor.
DTurpentine and dandelion wine,
I've turned the D/Fcorner, an' I'm Gdoin' fine.
GShootin' at the birds on the Dtelephone line;
APickin' 'em off with this Dgun o' mine.
GGot a fire in my belly and a Dfire in my head,
AGoing higher and higher 'til I'm Ddead.
DOh, the sun shines bright D/Fon my Gold Kentucky Dhome.
Young folks roll on the Afloor.
Oh, the Dsun shines bright D/Fon my Gold Kentucky Dhome.
Keep them hard times Aaway from my Ddoor.
Keep them Dhard times Aaway from my Ddoor A D
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