Adam Sandler – Lonesome Kicker (Ukulele)
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By: Adam Sandler
What's Your Name?
E5 B5 A5 C#5 |-----| |-----| |-----| |-----| |-----| |-----| |-----| |-----| |-----| |--4--| |--2--| |--6--| |--2--| |--4--| |--2--| |--6--| |--2--| |--2--| |--0--| |--4--| |--0--| |-----| |-----| |-----| E5 B5 A5 Me, I'm the Lonesome Kicker E5 B5 A5 Extra points, field goals at your service E5 B5 A5 One might think it comes with glory E5 B5 A5 You might think different after you listen to my story E5 B5 A5 My helmet is equipped with a tiny face mask E5 B5 A5 What it possibly could protect, I do not know E5 B5 A5 The other guys on the team like to make fun of my little shoulder pads E5 B5 A5 And also like to hide the special shoe I need to kick in the snow E5 B5 A5 People think it's so easy to kick a field goal from the 30 yard line E5 B5 They forget to add seven yards for the snap, and 10 more 'cause the A5 Goal posts are pushed way back E5 B5 In 1974, the uprights were right on the goal line A5 But some of the players were running into them, and getting hurt E5 B5 A5 So screw the kicker... Who cares about the kicker? A5 B5 But I kick that ball, and I pray it goes straight E5 C#5 If it does the coach says "Good job, number 8" A5 B5 E5 C#5 He doesn't even know my name is Andre Grisumcovitchlavinski, Jr. A5 B5 (twice) But that's the life I live... The Lonesome Kicker E5 B5 A5 Kickoffs can be so very scary E5 B5 A5 Especially, if the returner breaks on through E5 B5 A5 And I'm the only guy on the playing field left to tackle him E5 B5 A5 I don't want to get hurt, so I pretend to tie my shoe E5 B5 A5 Once again, I'm ignored by my teammates and all my coaches E5 B5 A5 "Go back where you came from!" Scream 70,000 fans E5 B5 Well, I know I could win their love back by catching a winning A5 Touch-down E5 B5 A5 But, unfortunately, I was born with these very small hands A5 B5 And I hope that the cameras don't come in too close E5 C#5 Cause they might see the tears in my eyes A5 B5 As I sit on this bench made of cold-hearted wood E5 C#5 And the splinters go deep in my thighs A5 B5 (twice) And the towel boy snickers as he walks by...The Lonesome Kicker
A5 B5 Another blocked kick
A5 B5 and everybody blames me
A5 B5 But it was the Left Guard
A5 B5 Who didn't pick up his man
A5 B5 Oh, why can't they see...?
E5 B5 A5 In my home country, I could have been a minor league soccer player E5 B5 A5 But I came to America seeking fortune and seeking fame E5 B5 A5 I didn't realize that if I shanked one, and blew the point spread E5 B5 A5 Some drunk guys would push me into their hibachi after the game. A5 B5 So I go home at night, cause I never get invited E5 C#5 To go drinking with the other guys A5 B5 And I sit in my chair, and I soak my foot E5 C#5 As I eat a plate of cold French fries A5 B5 And my wife's out with her quote-unquote friend E5 C#5 And my son can't look me in the eyes A5 B5 (twice) But that's the life I live...The Lonesome Kicker A5 Kicking for you A5 They took my snow shoe B5 They're going for two... (strum) A5 B5 E5