WWW.AZCHORDS.COM | Shovels And Rope - Birmingham Ukulele | Ver. 1
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Delta Mama and a Nickajack Man
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Raised their Cumberland daughters in a Tennessee band
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Played Springwater at Station Inn
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Couldn't play fast, couldn't fit in
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Caught a '66 Dodge in Caroline
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Got her education on her mama's dime
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She was singing in a bar called Comatose
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Halfway rusted on the salty coast
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Rock of Ages, cleave for me
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Let me hide myself in Thee
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Buried in the sand
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Five hundred miles from Birmingham
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Rockamount Cowboy in a rock and roll band
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Plugged his amplifier in all across the land
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Athens, Georgia on a friday night
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Saw that little girl, she could sing alright
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Spent five years going from town to town
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Waiting on that little girl to come around
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Caught in the arms of New York City
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To lose that gal seemed terrible pity
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Rock of Ages, cleave for me
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Let my heart forget a beat
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Why do you demand
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Calling me from Birmingham
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Pulled her covered wagon off the BQE
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Said this'll be the last you'll ever see of me
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Well the cowboy laughed said I know it's not true
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Cause there's nothing I could do to get loose from you
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Made a little money playing in the bars
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With two beat up drums and two old guitars
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It ain't what you got, it's what you make
HARMONICA
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When the road got rough and the wheels all broke
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Couldn't take more then we could tow
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Making something out of nothing with a scratcher and our hope
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With two old guitars like a shovel and a rope
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Rock of Ages, cleave for me
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Let me hide myself in Thee
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Now I understand
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On better terms since Birmingham
