Kunci: B major
Intro 1
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Bdim
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Well, if you're one of the millions
who own one of them
gas-drinking, piston-clinking, air-polluting,
smoke-belching, four-wheeled buggies
from Detroit City, then pay attention
I'm about to sing your song song
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C#
F#
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Verse 1
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Well, I'm not a man appointed judge
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To bear ill-will and hold a grudge
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But I think it's time
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I said me a few choice words
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All about that demon automobile
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A metal box with the polyglass wheel
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F#
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The end result to a dream of Henry Ford
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Well I've got a car that's mine alone
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That me and the finance company own
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A ready-made pile of manufactured grief
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And if I ain't out of gas in the pouring rain
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I'm a-changin' a flat in a hurricane
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F#
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I once spent three days lost on a cloverleaf
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Well it ain't just the smoke and the traffic jam
That makes me the bitter fool I am
But this four-wheel buggy is
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A-dollaring me to death
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For gas and oils and fluids and grease
And wires and tires and anti freeze
And them accessories
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Well honey, that's something else
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Well you can get a stereo tape and a color TV
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Get a back-seat bar and reclining seats
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And just pay once a month,
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like you do your rent
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Well I figured it up and over a period of time
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This four thousand dollar car of mine
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F#
Costs fourteen thousand dollars
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And ninety-nine cents, well now
Chorus 1
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E
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Lord Mr. Ford, I just wish that you could see
What your simple horseless carriage
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has become
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Well it seems your contribution to man
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To say the least, got a little out of hand
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Well Lord Mr. Ford what have you done
Solo 1
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Verse 2
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Now the average American father and mother
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Own one whole car and half another
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And I bet that half a car is a
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Trick to buy, don't you
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But the thing that amazes me, I guess
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Is the way we measure a man's success
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By the kind of automobile
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he can afford to buy
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Well now, red light, green light, traffic cop
Right turn, no turn, must turn, stop
Get out the credit card honey,
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we're out of gas
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Well now, all the cars placed end to end
Would reach to the moon and back again
And there'd probably be some
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Fool pull out to pass
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Well now, how I yearn for the good old days
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Without that carbon monoxide haze
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A-hanging over the roar of the interstate
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Well if the Lord that made
the moon and stars
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Would have meant for me
and you to have cars
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He'd have seen that
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we were all born with a parking space
Chorus 2
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E
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Lord Mr. Ford, I just wish that you could see
What your simple horseless carriage
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has become
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Well it seems your contribution to man
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To say the least, got a little out of hand
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Well Lord Mr. Ford what have you done
Outro 1
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Come away with me Lucille
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In my smoking, choking automobile
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