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Wooden Nickels
Terence Martin Capo 3
G
Put a pair of pennies on my eyes
C G
when I go up in smoke
G
Heads up on one on the other tails
A D
like I’m winking at some joke
G
And save a thought or two for me
C G
when you sit down to play
G (step down to Em) Em
I’m a fender amp and a genie’s lamp
C D G
Don’t rub me the wrong way
C G
Just whistle past the graveyard
C G
Keep your eye on the ball
C G
And don’t take wooden nickels
C D G
If you take anything at all
I went down to the roadhouse
I met my Cory there
She had legs as long as Kansas
And wheat field colored hair
She took my heart said keep the change
I haven’t seen her since
Now I’m driving to Missouri
Trying to find my common sense
(Chorus)
Put a pair of quarters in your shoes
When you go downtown
You can use them not to call me
When you don’t want me around
But if you need to telephone
Be sure to call collect
And I’ll be sure not to answer
Out of self respect
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
I’m a fender amp and a genie’s lamp
Don’t rub me the wrong way
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