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       Your Flag Decal Won't Get You into Heaven Anymore - John Prine
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Tabbed by: Dave S
Email: Dlgibson@netscape.com

Tuning: Standard

Artist: John Prine
Album: John Prine
Year: 1971


        G (320003@1)                           CWhile (x32010@1)digesting Readers Digest in the back of a dirty book store
  D (xx0232@1)                                               GA (320003@1)plastic flag with gum on the back Fell out on the floor.
       G (320003@1)                                                     CWell (x32010@1)I picked it up and ran outside And slapped it on my windowshield.
       D (xx0232@1)                                               GAnd (320003@1)If I could see old Betsy Ross Id tell her how good I feel.



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          C (x32010@1)                           GBut, (320003@1)your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore.
          D (xx0232@1)                         G (320003@1)                    
They're already overcrowded From your dirty little war
    C (x32010@1)                                GNow (320003@1)Jesus don't like Killin' No matter what the reasons for.
         D (xx0232@1)                                     G (320003@1)   Bb (x1333x@1)C (x32010@1)D (xx0232@1)               
And your flag decal won't get you into Heaven anymore.


       G (320003@1)                                   CWell (x32010@1)I went to the Bank this morning And the cashier said to me
D (xx0232@1)                                                                 GIf (320003@1)you join the Christmas Club We'll give you ten of them flags for free.
G (320003@1)                                                  CI (x32010@1)didn't mess a round a bit I took him up on what he said
    D (xx0232@1)                                                         GAnd (320003@1)stuck them stickers all over my car And one on my wifes forehead.



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       G (320003@1)                                               CWell (x32010@1)I got my windshield so filled with flags I couldn't see
     D (xx0232@1)                                       GSo (320003@1)I ran my car upside a curb and right into a tree
       G (320003@1)                                       CBy (x32010@1)the time they got a doctor down I was already dead,
         DAnd (xx0232@1)I'll never understand Why the man,
                             GStanding (320003@1)in the Pearly Gates said 



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