Saturday, February 27, 2010

Greenback Dollar

By Hoyt Axton

Lyrics and chords from:

Some people say I'm no count
Others say I'm no good
But I'm just a natural born traveling man
Doin' what I think I should, oh Lord
Doin' what I think I should

Em - G - / Em - G - / C7 - G - / D - Em - / D - Em - /

And I don't give a damn about a greenback dollar
Spend it fast as I can
But a wailing song and a good guitar
The only thing that I understand, poor boy
The only thing that I understand

G C G C / G C G C / G C G C / D - Em - / D - Em - /

When I was a little baby
My mama said hey son
Travel where you will and learn to be a man
And sing what must be sung, poor boy
Sing what must be sung

Now that I've grown to be a man
I've traveled here and there
I've learned that a bottle of brandy and a song
The only ones who ever cared, poor boy
The only one's who ever cared

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