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Aint Got Nothing But Plenty Of Time ukulele

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Ain't Got Nothing But Plenty Of Time - Jeremy Fisher


Capo 2 (Sounding key of A)

F (C/F)  Dm    F    G     x2 w/ harmonica

F   (C/F)
We don't know this road we ride on
G        Dm                  F
We don't barely know ourselves
F   (C/F)
Don't take nothing for granted
G        Dm                  F
Don't take nothing from no one else

The kids we were when we were younger
Rolled the years like cigarettes
She kept her dreams in her back pocket
An' I though I lost mine on a stupid race track bet

F       Dm                      F                G                   F
She is kind, (what's) hers is mine, ain't got nothing but plenty of time

Spent a while in Minnesota
Trego, Minong, and the rest
Found and old friend and a malt shop and a junk yard
An' got the fever and headed west

The Rocky Mountains broke her ankle
Lake Louise broke her fall
We watched the seasons change Canada
You know it don't get much better than this at all.

She is kind, (what's) hers is mine, ain't got nothing but plenty of time

Thumbed a ride outside the foothills
It felt like something in us died
So why'd they have to clear cut anyway she cried
You don't wanna pick on no one twice your size.

My old man lives out on the island
Apples, berries, pie, and jam
We had our fill so me and Jill rolled down the hill
To find some work for the winter months ahead

She is kind, (what's) hers is mine, ain't got nothing but plenty of time

The northwest winters are cold and rainy
This old house up beacon hill
You know there's days we wanna roll outta here
When the weather clears we probably will

We don't take nothing for granted
And don't take nothing from no one else
we don't know this road we ride on
Hell, we don't barely know ourselves
Dm        F       G        F
We don't barely know ourselves

She is kind, (what's) hers is mine, ain't got nothing but plenty of time

            
            
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