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Am C F C


Verse:

Am      C       F          C
Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son

Chorus:

G           F      Am C F C
This ain't no holiday
G           F
But it always turns out this way
D
Here I am with my hand

Am C F C

Verse:

Am      C       F          C
He took his sister from his head
And then painted her on the sheets
And then rolled her up in grass and trees
And they kissed 'till they were dead

Chorus:

G           F      Am C F C
This ain't no holiday
G           F
But it always turns out this way
D
Here I am with my hand

Am C F C

Verse:

Am      C       F          C
Well sit right down my wicked son
And let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory
And how he was a wicked son

Chorus (x2):
G           F      Am C F C
This ain't no holiday
G           F
But it always turns out this way
D
Here I am with my hand
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