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David Allan Coe - Anita Bryant Chords

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Anita Bryant Chords

(ver. 1)
David Allan Coe
F**k Anita Bryant
David Allan Coe


I replaced a few of the words so they wouldn't be so 
offensive. I didn't think they would be appropriate. In fact,
this song is pushing the envelope itself. lol



Chorus:

G                                      C
Hey **** Anita Bryant, who the hell is she
D                                           G 
Tellin' all them fagets, that they can't be free
                                              C
Throw that b**** in prison, maybe then she'll see
D                                              G
Just how much them God**** homosexuals mean to me

N.C
Because they...

G                                                       D
Wash your clothes, clean your cell, help you drain your hose
                                 G
Give you smokes, laugh at jokes, sew up all your clothes
                               C           
Rub your feet, beat your meat, heaven only knows
D                              G
What I'd do without those homosexuals


N.C
They all...


G                               C
Read and write, f**k all night, clean your fingernails
D                                G
Help you dress, play your chess, lay you down some rails
                              C            
Be your wife, take your life, in a jealous rage
D                               G
Who says we don't need them homosexuals


N.C
I tell you...


G                                           C
Some are big, some are small, some are in between
D                                   G
Some are yellow bellied queers, and some of them are mean
                                        C                
Some are killers, some are theives, and some are singers too
   D                                      G
In fact, Anita Bryant, some act just like you


N.C
So...


Chorus:

G                                  C
**** Anita Bryant, who the hell is she
D                                               G
Tellin' all the them fagets, that they can't be free
                                              C
Throw that ***** in prison, maybe then she'll see
D                                              G
Just how much them God**** homosexuals mean to me



**Reapeat the rest of the song and fade out towards the end**








            
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