Dr. Dog – Home On The Range (Ukulele)

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He's crossing out lines

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He has nothing to say

Eb
Shooting Russian Roulette

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Just to learn how to play

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Throwing rocks at a car

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'Till it throws on it's breaks

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He's going to far

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Because that's what it takes

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Learning cause and effect

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Letter by letter

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Making everything worse

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So it can only get better

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Is this strange, I don't know

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Is it wrong, I'm not sure

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I'm no good as a window

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But I'll gladly be a door

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And if you're ever in-between

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Stop and say hello

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It's lonely in-between

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To know and not to know

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And on the day that I die

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As the dearly departed

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Will I look back and say that

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My life never started

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Will I float down the stream

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Until time is worn out

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As all my remains become 

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scattered about

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Become a song so big and round

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Become a dream became a sound

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Become a name cut into stone

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Become a chill in the bone

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Become the One, Become the All

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Become the big, become the small

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Become complete, become destroyed

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Become nothing, be the void

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Ladadaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa

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Ladadaaadadadaaa, Ladadaa, Ladadaa

Eb
Is this the age

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Where everything learned

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Is proving tried

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And waiting to burn

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Is this the age

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That sits like a path

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That's made to be new

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And then proven to last

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This time that is ours          

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That feels like distraction

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Is this our death

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Or just a contraction

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Well time is relentless

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Demanding of change

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If nothing is new

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Then we must rearrange

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Well something so simple

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Can start looking strange

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And it's the city we 

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caaaaall

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Our home on the range