| Granddad had a 6 string he played bad, but didn’t he sing with all the soul he
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| had
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| Late night summer time backyard granddad swoons
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| Some off key willie and johnny out of tune
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| I learned quick what a mess a song can fix
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| When life was shit, we hummed along to it
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| And our problems went (wing, bang bang, ring dang dang) gone
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| That’s how we got along
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| Oh I, got my soul from the ghosts that we’re buried on
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| I get my love from the cemetery i got my soul from the ghosts we’re buried on
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| 22 carlton up on high street, you could come find me
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| Living with my uncles and my teenaged mother
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| Grandma and my cousin and a couple others
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| With my 2nd hand shirt, iI walked in 2nd hand shoes
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| And in a second i’ll put on another record, let me choose for ya
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| How about the blues brothers? |
| I cannot turn you loose?
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| I learned fast that a mess would never last
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| Longer than it taked to hum, it passed
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| And our problems went (wing, bang bang, ring dang dang) gone
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| That’s how we got along
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| Oh I, got my soul from the ghosts that we’re buried on
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| I get my love from the cemetery I got my soul from the ghosts we’re buried on
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| I got your soul granddad when you carried on
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| I kept the load on the road that you tarried on
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| I got my soul from the ghosts that we’re buried on
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| Soul |