capo on 6th fret.

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So I walked into the bank and I gave the teller a note.It said, 
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Fill this bag up with cash or I'm gonna slit your throat
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I thought for sure my plan would fail and I would end up in jail
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But much to my surprise she complied with a smile
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So I stepped up to the sunny city street and I realized
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That my getaway driver got away without me
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So I'd have to walk home, all alone on my own,
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With this big gym bag full of money that I stole
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And the streets were filled with cops and thugs
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So I couldn't let on how happy I was
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I couldn't let em know what I had done
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I had to walk real slow even though I wanted to run
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I wanted to run

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See, at the time I was running low on hope
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I was at the end of the end of the end of my rope
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And I was down on my luck, so I couldn't give a fuck,
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Something made me think I should try to rob a bank
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And maybe then my face would finally be in the paper
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The reporter would mention that I was a singer
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And the people would want to hear my troubled songs
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They'd send me letters in jail tellin' me how they liked them
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And I wouldn't worry about bein' set free
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It'd be enough knowin' that people listened to me sing
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And on the day I was eventually released
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There'd be so many people waitin' out there to meet me
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To meet me

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Well that was autumn and I walked through the winter
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Now it's spring, no, it's nearly summer
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And my feet are tired and my hands are so cold
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But I'm almost home, just a few blocks to go
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But what awaits me there? I do not know
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Will there be FBI guys waiting at my door?
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Or will the coast be clear? When I finally make it there
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After all of this walkin' I don't know if I care
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But it would be so nice
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to open up the door and to step inside
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To throw this bag down on the floor
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And not have to worry about it anymore
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And I would feed the cat and I would check the mail
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Call up all of my friends and let em know I'm not in jail
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Tell 'em sometimes it's worth all the chances you take
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And start thinkin' about all the smoothies that I'm gonna make
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That I'm gonna make