Johnny Paycheck – All American Man (Guitar)

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[Intro] N.C Now, all you guys out there: You're gonna love this song N.C. And about eighty percent of you women: You're gonna love it too N.C. But for the twenty percent that don't like it: Well, we wrote it just for you, darling G F Em D G F Em D [Verse 1]
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Well, God made man from a piece of clay and told him 'til his dyin' day:

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Said, "You're the boss, I don't want no one above you"

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He gave him responsibilities, said, "You only answer unto me"

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"If you do these things, I'll make someone to love you"

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He took a piece of Adam's rib, never gave a thought about women's lib

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And he made the masterpiece of his creation

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Now, just between you and me, do you honestly believe,

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He wanted you to take my place in this nation?
[Chorus]
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  American woman, why can't you agree?

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God made man for Himself, but he made you for me

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  American woman, why can't you understand?

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That all you got to do is love your all-American man
[Verse 2]
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Well, I've tried my best to understand why you wanna replace man

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And give up all the luxuries we give you

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We work our fingers to the bone and all we want is you at home

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And you're gonna go too far to forgive you

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Now I guess you won't be satisfied 'til you're working nine-to-five

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So you can say you're bringing home the bacon

G
Well, of all the tragic things in life

          F
There's a woman who don't wanna be a wife

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Missin' all the love we could be makin'
[Chorus]
C          G      D              G
  American woman, why can't you agree?

C            G                F       C       G
God made man for Himself, but he made you for me

C          G      D                   G
  American woman, why can't you understand?

C                   G               F    C       G
That all you got to do is love your all-American man
[Outro]
G                                     F
God made man from a piece of clay and told him 'til his dyin' day:

 C                        D            G
"You're the boss, I don't want no one above you"

G                                   F
He gave him responsibilities said, "You answer only unto me"

        Em                   D               G
"If you do these things I'll make someone to love you