Capo 7th Fret

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Cool breezes from the mountains blow
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As I wake up and dress to go
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On the island, dawn is breaking
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In the harbor, tanker's waiting

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From the land of the rising sun
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They bring their old plutonium
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And we unload it in the bay
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For two dollars forty cents a day

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Do you want my
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Do you want my
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Do you want my
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Do you want my job

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I hump the stuff, I take the cash
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So my kids can wear Adidas
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And if you live here, home, you know
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We ain't got no place else to go

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I remember when the air was sweet
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And I brought home the fish to eat
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Now we buy Spam from the grocery store
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'Cause you can't eat the fish no more.

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Do you want my
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Do you want my
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Do you want my
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Do you want my job