From: * (Peter Palmer)
Lyrics c/o uwp
This is as close as my ear could get it. The problem
is there really isn t any straight guitar playing.
The intro lines are what I play along with the initial
humming. As always, corrections encouraged.
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My Daddy was a bankrobber
G C G (is this G here right?)
But he never hurt nobody
He just loved to live that way
And he loved to steal your money
Some is rich, and some is poor
G C G (eh?)
That s the way the world is
But I don t believe in lying back
Sayin how bad your luck is
So we came to jazz it up
We never loved a shovel
Break your back to earn your pay
An don t forget to grovel
The old man spoke up in a bar
Said I never been in prison
A lifetime serving one machine
Is ten times worse than prison
Imagine if all the boys in jail
Could get out now together
Whadda you think they d want to say to us?
While we was being clever
Someday you ll meet your rocking chair
Cos that s where we re spinning
There s no point to wanna comb your hair
When it s grey and thinning
Run rabbit run
Strike out boys, for the hills
I can find that hole in the wall
And I know that they never will