Drive-By Truckers – Zip City (Ukulele)

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  -- Your daddy was mad as hell.

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  -- He was mad at me and you when he

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  Tied that chain to the front of my car and pulled me

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  Out of that ditch that I slid into.

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  -- Don't know what his problem is,

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  -- Why he keeps sending me away.  Don't know

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  Why I put up with this shit when you

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  Don't put out and Zip City's so far a-

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  way.

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  --     --

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  -- Your daddy is a deacon down at the

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  Salem Church of Christ, and he

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  Makes good money as long as Reynolds

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  Wrap keeps everything wrapped up tight.

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  -- Your mama's as good a wife and

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  Mama as she can be, and your 

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  Sister keeps puttin' that sweet stuff on every-

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  body in town but me.

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  -- Your brother was the first-born, got ten

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  Fingers and ten toes, And it's a

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  Damn good thing cause he needs all twenty just to

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  Keep the closet door

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  Closed.

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  (Repeat Intro)

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  -- Maybe it's the twenty-six mile

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  Drive from Zip City to Colbert

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  Heights that keeps my mind clean,

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  Gets me through the night.

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  -- Or maybe you're just a desti-

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  nation, a place for me to go that

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  Keeps me from having to deal with my 

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  Seventeen-year-old mind all a-

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  lone. So keep your drawers on, girl,

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  It ain't worth the fight.  By the

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  Time you drop them I'll be gone and you'll

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  Be right where they fall the rest of your

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  You say you're 

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  Tired of me taking you for

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  Granted, Waiting up 'till the last

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  Minute to call you up and see

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  What you want to do.  But you're

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  Only fifteen, girl, you ain't

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  Got no secretary. And "For

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  Granted" is a mighty big word for a

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  Country girl like you. I think that's

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  Just your Daddy talking, Cause he

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  Knows that blood red carpet down at the

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  Salem Church of Christ ain't gonna

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  ever see no wedding between

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  Zip City it's a good thing that they

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  Built the wall around you, Zip

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  Up to Tennessee then zip right

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  Down to Ala-bama.  I got

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  -- 350 heads on a

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  -- 305 engine, I get

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  ten miles to the gallon, I ain't

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  got no good in-tentions.