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Dirt And Dead Ends ukulele

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DIRT AND DEAD ENDS (Amy Ray)

No Capo

                     F
You're looking at foreclosure
           G
And doing time
                    F
And it don't sound good this time
                 F           G
They found the meth and the scale,
          F
And the wife that made your life Hell

F         E                   Am
All the time you were telling me
          F
You were fine
F  G   F
Silly man

               F
So I got your dog.
         G
How is that?
           F
I made it nice, I wrote a check.
             F                G
You cut the weeds back on my drive
                     F
Cause you're a good guy deep down inside.
              F              G
What makes a boy like you go bad,
              F
What makes a man so lonely and sad,
             F            G
That he'd poison all he knows
            F
And in one year, just let it go?

F             E                    Am
And all that time you were telling me
          F
You were fine
F      G         F
Silly man, silly boy

                   F             G
It's been you and me on this frontier
                    F
Trying not to be suburban pioneers.
                    F
Fighting off the pavers
             G
And the associations
            F
And the covenants against the trailers.

            F               G
I remember how we used to laugh
                      F
At all those rotten men in "camo" drag
                F               G
With their advantage and their guns
              F
Up the deer stand shooting up a storm

F           E
And all the time
                  Am           F
You were telling me all those lies
F         G                 F
Silly man, I'm just a silly girl

             F
There was a time
                          G
We could hibernate like bears
           F
But we finally come up for air
        F                         G
And everything's all marked and cleared,
                 F
Survey flags flying everywhere.

                  F
Once you said to me
                             G
You know, what I'll miss the most
         F
Is just being the only ones
           F                 G
With our dirt and our dead ends
        F
And no one to turn us in.

Enjoy!

Tabbed by BENJAMIN HELLER

            
            
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