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DO
I been waiting on a cold front
SOL7
To trample this sun
I been calling my mama
DO
On the telephone
I been cooking lots of chicken
FA
On the kitchen stove
DO SOL7 DO
And pulling the meat right off the bone
I been sending that letter
Of sorrow home
I been hurting deep
And not sleeping long
I been eating lots o chicken
And getting mighty stoned
And pulling the meat right off the bone
FA
And I ask myself
DO
How did it get this way?
But when I ask myself
SOL7
I ain’t got much to say
DO
I’m just cooking the chicken
FA
And eating crow
DO SOL7 DO
And pulling the meat right off the bone
We have no preacher
To marry our son
Our daughters have no faith
In a christian home
How shall we live now
Now that God is gone
Just pullin’ the meat right off the bone
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