Текст песни с аккордами
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[Verse 1]
C F
Well he woke up this morning with the blues around his head
G C
empty bottle in his hand stranger in his bed
F
so he rolled himself a smoke and tried to find his dirty clothes
G C
How he aint been killed yet ain't nobody knows
[Chorus]
F C
The road is long and hard can't you see
G C
Some of us are lucky just to be
F C Am
He always said I ain't living less I'm free
G
And fried chicken and evil women
C
are gonna be the death of me
[Verse 2]
C F
So he was down in Vegas on a Sunday afternoon
G C
Said cmon papa needs a brand new pair of shoes
F
he blew out his money like the fool that he was
G C
he held up a Safeway, came out with 15 bucks
[Chorus]
F C
The road is long and hard can't you see
G C
Some of us are lucky just to be
F C Am
He always said I ain't living less I'm free
G
And fried chicken and evil women
C
are gonna be the death of me
[Verse 3]
C F
So he fell in love with a woman on a bus
G C
he rode down to New Orleans had a him a family
F
Now all 6 of his kids are all raising hell like him
G C
and he's growing old and gray with nothing left to give
[Chorus]
F C
The road is long and hard can't you see
G C
Some of us are lucky just to be
F C Am
He always said I ain't living less I'm free
G
And fried chicken and evil women
C
are gonna be the death of me
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