Chris Klondike Masuak — Smalltown Refugee

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
               D                           A(↓↓)   G(↓↓) D(↓↓↑↑↓) A G D D
They used to swim down the river where the willows grow
    D                               A(↓↓)   G(↓↓) D(↓↓↑↑↓) A G D D
But no one even drives through this town no more


[Verse 2]
     G                              A
They drive past the fueling station God knows where
         D                         A
With the wind like fingers running through their hair
G           A(↓↓↑↑↓)  G                     A
Oh, always me,........I'm a smalltown refugee


[Verse 1]
       D                           A(↓↓)      G(↓↓) D(↓↓↑↑↓) A G D D
Well I never had a job 'cause I couldn't care less
       D                               A(↓↓)   G(↓↓) D(↓↓↑↑↓) A G D D
I could never learn to toe the company line, I guess
     G                         A
Now no one hangs around by the barber shop
D                                  A
I'm still hanging 'round and I'm a little mixed up
G           A(↓↓↑↑↓)         G               A
Oh, always me,...... just a smalltown refugee


[Chorus]
                  D
Well I got me a car
                           G        A
You know she's holding me up-uh-uh-uh
A              D
She won't go far
                    G                A
But she'll go far enoooooooo-uh-uh-ugh
A                           D
You ought to hear her motor whine
                    G              A
Down Highway thirty-ooooone-uh-uh-un
A                           D
You know it's just about time
                     G            A
For me to get up and ruuuun-uh-uh-un
A                    D
I gotta get up and run

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[Verse]
               D                             A(↓↓)      G(↓↓) D(↓↓↑↑↓) A G D D
Well, there's roaches in the kitchen and the place is a mess
          D                          A(↓↓)  G(↓↓) D(↓↓↑↑↓) A G D D
And I can see by the mirror that I'm not my best
    G                          A
I'd better smarten up before I get too old
         D                        A
Put some strings on my guitar and hit the road
G           A(↓↓↑↑↓)         G                A
Oh, always me,......to die a smalltown refugee


[Chorus]
                  D
Well I got me a car
                           G        A
You know she's holding me up-uh-uh-uh
A              D
She won't go far
                    G                A
But she'll go far enoooooooo-uh-uh-ugh
A                           D
You ought to hear her motor whine
                    G              A
Down Highway thirty-ooooone-uh-uh-un
A                           D
You know it's just about time
                     G            A
For me to get up and ruuuun-uh-uh-un
A                    D
I gotta get up and run		
    

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