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From: Mike Hall 


@SONG: Peanut Butter Conspiracy
@CHORDS: Mike A. Hall (mhall@moe.coe.uga.edu)
Peanut Butter Conspiracy
By: Jimmy Buffett
1973

C (x32010@1)                GLooking (320003@1)back at my hard luck days
  F (133211@1)               CI (x32010@1)really do have to laugh
C (x32010@1)                   GWorking (320003@1)in a dive for twenty six dollars
F (133211@1)                GSpending (320003@1)it all on grass

F (133211@1)            CWe (x32010@1)were hungry hard luck heros
F (133211@1)                 GTrying (320003@1)just to stay alive
F (133211@1)                 CWe'd (x32010@1)go down to the corner drug
D (xx0232@1)                 GThis (320003@1)is how we'd survive

Chorus:
     C (x32010@1)    Who's going to steal the peanut butter?
     F (133211@1)                  C (x32010@1)    I'll get a can of sardines
     C (x32010@1)    Running up and down the aisle of the mini mart
     F (133211@1)                  G (320003@1)    Sticking food in our jeans
        F (133211@1)                  C (x32010@1)    We never took more than we could eat
               F (133211@1)                G (320003@1)    There was plenty left on the rack
     F (133211@1)                C (x32010@1)    We all swore if we ever got rich
     G (320003@1)                        C (x32010@1)    We would pay the mini mart back
     F (133211@1) C (x32010@1)   F (133211@1) C (x32010@1)    Yes sir!  Yes sir!
     G (320003@1)                        C (x32010@1)    We would pay the mini mart back


It was a two man operation
Had it all down on a note
Ricky would watch that big round mirror
And I'd fill up my coat

Then we'd head for the checkout aisle
With a lemon and a bottle of beer
Into to the car, got to make it on home
Supper time's gettin' near

(Repeat chorus)

I guess every good picker has had some hard times
I sure had my share
It's really kind of funny to laugh at it now
But I don't want to go back there

So every now and then when I'm in the grocery
I take a little but not much
You never know when those hard times will hit you
And I don't want to lose my touch

(Repeat chorus)