Pick On My Old Guitar Teclado

	  
 

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I'm going to sit on the porch and pick on my old guitar 
              F                                     C 
I'm going to lay on my back and laugh at my lucky star 
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And then I'm gonna fly away and never come back someday 
            D                                               G 
Unless I thought I was gonna land right close to where you are 
              C              G7                  C 
Well, if I thought anybody cared I'd send back word 
                 F                         C 
Strapped to the leg of a trans celestial bird 
                                G                                  C 
I wonder if I really ever did leave, how many would there be to grieve 
                       D 
How they react to the word 

 

C                 G7                      C 
Well, I wouldn't want to hurt a solitary soul 
         F                          C 
I have still got all 6 foot 2 in control 
                F                                C 
But when my obligation's low is a greasy uphill road 
       D                                    G 
And pleasing everybody but me is my first goal 
   C                            G7              C 
I want to sit on my porch and pick on my old guitar 
           F                                       C 
And just hope you're hanging loose where ever you are 
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And for the joy you brought to me this song I sung for thee 
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While I sit on my porch and pick on my old guitar