A Sense Of Humor

David Allan Coe

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Tom:
F Every night another woman
Bb Every day a different town
C If I'm not accused of speeding
F I'm accused of coming down With a legal dose of something
Bb That you heard was going 'round
C F And you wondered why I lost my Sense of Humor.
F Every song another record
Bb Every day just like a clock
C Knowing well I've had to take it
F Till I make it to the top With the devil right behind me
Bb And my heart about to stop
C F Then you wondered why I lost my Sense of Humor.
Bb Twenty years I was in prison
F More than that I was alone
Bb Some lily-white reporter
C Thinks it's time that I was stoned
F Without sin, he wrote the story
Bb And it chilled me to the bone
C F Then he wondered why I lost my Sense of Humor.
F I shaved my beard and cut my hair off
Bb It don't matter anyhow
C It was truth that told the answers
F To the questions up till now "Crucify him," someone shouted
Bb From the safety of the crowd
C F Then they wondered why I lost my Sense of Humor.
F Hey, take them crosses from my doorstep
Bb There's no reason to my rhyme
C Everybody knows somebody
F Will take care of me in time I made friends of all you stand for
Bb But the blind can't lead the blind
C F Just be glad I haven't lost my Sense of Humor.
C F Just be glad I haven't lost my Sense of Humor 'Cause if I ever catch you I'm gonna kick your ass.
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Composição: David Allan Coe

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