The Felice Brothers – Lincoln Continental (Guitar)

Capo 5
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Some of the lyrics may be off as they were hard to hear. Corrections encouraged. F(maj7) C(maj7)
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When I was a child, my mother said to me

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You can ít spend all your days alone In the shade of a cherry tree

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My brother cut the roof off a Lincoln, cause his doctor said lose some weight

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And the tape of Buck Owens, my hair was blowing,

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 as they drove from the garden state to the lights of the golden gate

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Iíve been missing you, so listen, id like to ask you could you drive to town?

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And Iíve been thinking about your Lincoln continental with the sunroof down

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When the kid came down from Lennox, yeah, yawning was the talk of the town

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A real high roller, a self-promoter, said the band was the best around

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He said I got a little money from the performing; I bought a new suit and hat

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I said, "Performing what?," you said, "Classic stuff Ricky Hayes and Virginia scat."

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I said, "Who the hell is that?"

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But I can play a little old time fiddle; we can start a little country band.

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And I was thinking in your Lincoln we can bum around the promise land

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And the world will open up for us

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at least thats what i hope it does

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Probation officer john Collins was a paranoid psychopath

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He had to paint the fence by the roller rink for the committee of industrial trash

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You canít find the business end of a rifle

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Youíre the devil from an Irish saint

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I said I got no cares in those affairs what I was, what I am, or ain't

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I got a lot of fence to paint

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I've got no loving all because im kinda infamous for crossing lines

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You got me thinking, even Lincoln, must have felt a little lost sometime

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And the world will open up for us

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at least thats what i hope it does
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