Artist - Keller Williams
Song - Passapatanzy
Intro:
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Verse:
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Driving on down 218
Not a blue light to be seen
C F C F
I'm comin' up on ol' 7-0
G C G C
Down 600 I do go
F C D
I'm cruising along with the radio on and my hands
upon the wheel
As I race I can almost taste my evening meal
Trailers, logs, horses, dogs for me to see
F C D D D D D
It's a day in the life in Passapatanzy
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[ Tab from: http://www.guitaretab.com/k/keller-williams/53404.html ]
Got enough wood to last a week
The old pile's lookin' pretty neat
Well the pickup will hold a half a cord
Any more than that we need help from the Lord
There's plenty of kindling that's laying out
in the yard
If we run out of newspaper I can use an old
deck of cards
Take the soft section off of a rotten old
downed tree
Sweatin' in the free heat in Passapatanzy
Bridge:
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Well now she was in heat and we can't compete
G
With her boyfriends
A G
At nights just for fun she sleeps in the sun
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She don't wanna be let in
B
That seedy mutt, she's gettin' a gut
G
There ain't no need to fuss
A G
She brings an adder home every night
D D D D D
That canine eats better than us
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My love will make you feel so tall
Watch out for that ceiling fan it'll catch you
in the jaw
My wicker chair will rock you right asleep
Even if you dangle your feet
My washer bangs a trottle beat
So we can tell the Lord
Appliances can make music too
But they cannot write no songs
Won't you please take my hand
And dance around with me
It's a day in the life
In Passapatanzy
