(Sorrells Pickard)
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Oooh...one, two...
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Mama, i guess you have stood and cursed
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The day i found that old guitar.
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When uncle harry died,
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The one we found in the boot of his old car.
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I remember how my little fingers blistered
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When i tried to learn to play,
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I bet you never dreamed that old guitar
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Would put me where i am today.
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Yes, it's been a lot of years,
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I guess it's been an interesting life.
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No, mam, i never found another woman
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That i wanted for a wife.
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I guess the first time showed us
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That i wasn't the domesticated kind,
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But i don't blame her for getting tired
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Of living from a suitcase all the time.
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Yes, i know sometimes it looks
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Like i've just simply thrown my life away.
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I just always figured that if i hung on,
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I'd make it big some day.
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I guess it takes a special breed
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To live this life and think the way i do,
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But you'll be glad to hear that any more
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I ain't near as bad to drink.
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How is tommy doing with the business
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Now that daddy's passed away?
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I'm sure daddy always knew that tom
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Would be the one to take his place.
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And when he tried to lecture me,
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I'd sit and pick and sing and let him nag,
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But way down deep inside i think
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He always knew that hardware ain't my bag.
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We open monday night in bolton city
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For another two week stand,
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I wish there was some way that you and tom
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Could come and hear my band.
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Wish i had the time to tell you 'bout the
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Places that i've been, the things i saw.
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And i'll send the fifteen dollars soon
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As i get to the club and make a draw.
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When you're hot, you're hot there...
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Ah, i mean, ah, when...what is...
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When you're hot, you're hot, yeah, okay...
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Mm-mm
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Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba!
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All right.
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Ho!
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I've got my dog and he's real mean!
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$15 Draw
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| Ringo Starr |
