Chuck Brodsky — Blow Em Away

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[Intro]
C  Bb  F  C  Bb  C

[Verse]
      F                                 Bb
Every mornin'  I commute  mild-mannered man  in a business suit
                 F                      C
When I wanna get home  at the end of my day
             F                            Bb
Then there's all  these other cars in the way
            F                       C                   F   C Bb C
I pull up behind one  I pull out my pistol  I blow 'em away

[Verse]
               F                                   Bb
I'm drivin' my car  I wanna go fast  but there's a slow car  won't let me pass
           F                     C
I flash my lights  and I honk my horn
           F                      Bb
           I have to consider him warned
            F                      C                   F   C Bb C
I pull up behind it  I pull out my pistol  I blow 'em away

[Chorus]
      Bb                                 F
Jesse James  behind the wheel  it's high noon in my automobile
                Gm
You can call me crazy  call me sick
C
   But let me get  where I'm goin' to quick

[Verse]
              F                                 Bb
That son of a bitch  he cut me off  three whole lanes  he cut across
           F                   C
He made me mad  and he made me swerve
F                             Bb
Son of a bitch  got what he deserved
              F                         C                  F    C Bb C
I pulled up behind him  I pulled out my pistol  I blew 'em away

[Verse]
          F                                        Bb
That motorcycle  was ridin' between  the backed up traffic right between the lanes
                F                      C
You know what I mean  that's an act of war
          F                   Bb
I saw him comin'  I opened my door
              F                     C                   F   C Bb C
I knocked him over  I pulled out my pistol  I blew 'em away

[Chorus]
       Bb                                 F
Jesse James   behind the wheel  it's high noon in my automobile
                Gm
You can call me crazy  call me sick
C
   But let me get  where I'm goin' to quick

[Verse]
                F                                        Bb
That little red sports car  he's flyin' past  he made me jealous went so fast
               F                            C
I gave him the finger  and I thumbed him my nose
                 F                    Bb
It took me fifty miles  for me to get close
              F                         C                     F   C Bb C
I pulled up behind him  I pulled out my pistol  and blew 'em away

[Verse]
                F                                  Bb
That little ol' lady  bless her heart  walkin' her poodle 'cross the boulevard
                             F                          C
It was wearin' a red knitted sweater  and a red knitted hat
              F                              Bb
It's name was Fifi  or somethin' stupid like that
            F                     C                  F   C Bb C F
I said here Fifi  I pulled out my pistol  I blew it away		
    

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