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The Tax Song
Lyrics by Anonymous
Music by  Joss Wheedon
Arraigned by Raudhbjorn
The arranger does not own the copyright on the chords or lyrics presented here which are presented for
educational and novelty purposes only.  No attempt to generate revenue is intended by this.

[Verse 1]
G                F
Tax his land and tax his wage,
C              G        D
Tax his bed in which he lays.
Bb                  F
Tax his tractor and tax his mule,
C               G      D
Teach him taxes is the rule.

[Verse 2]
G               F
Tax his cow and tax his goat,
C              G       D
Tax his pants, tax his coat.
Bb               F
Tax his ties and tax his shirts,
C             G       D
Tax his work, tax his dirt.

[Verse 3]
G                F
Tax his chew and tax his smoke,
C               G      D
Teach him taxes are no joke.
Bb              F
Tax his car and tax his grass,
C                  G       D
Tax the roads that he must pass.

[Verse 4]
G                F
Tax his food and tax his drink,
C               G         D
Tax him if he tries to think.
Bb                F
Tax his sodas and tax his beers,
C            G       D
If he cries, tax his tears.

[Verse 5]
G                 F
Tax his bills and tax his gas,
C              G       D
Tax his notes, tax his cash.
Bb                F
Tax him good and let him know
C               G      D
After taxes, he has no dough.

[Verse 6]
G              F
If he hollers, tax him more,
C                  G        D
Tax him until he's good and sore.
Bb                 F
Tax his coffin and tax his grave,
C              G        D
Tax the sod in which he lays.

[Verse 7]
G               F
Put these words upon his tomb,
C               G     D
"Taxes drove me to my doom!"
    Bb                 F
And when he's gone, we won't relax,
      C                  G           D  (fade out on final note)
We'll still be after the inheritance tax.  
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