Clean Up Your Own Backyard
Elvis Presley
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INTRO: E B E #1.E B Back porch preacher preaching at me,E acting likeB E he wrote the golden rules.A E Shaking his fist and screeching atA E me, shouting from his soap box like a fool.B Come Sunday morning he's lying inA bed with his eyes all red, with the wine in his head..wishing he was dead when he oughta be heading forE Sunday school. CHORUS:E A Clean up your own backyard..oh, don't you hand me noneE of your lines.B A Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,E A B E I'll tend to mine. #2.Continúa después del anuncioE Drugstore cowboy criticizing,B acting like he's betterE than you and me.A Standing on the sidewalkE supervising, telling everybodyD E how they ought to be.B Come closing time most every night,A he locks up tight and out go the lights and he ducks out of sight and he cheatsE on his wife with his employee. CHORUS:E A Clean up your own backyard..oh,D don't you hand me noneE of your lines.B A Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,E A B E I'll tend to mine. #3.E Armchair quarterback's always moanin', second guessing people all day long.A Pushing, fooling and hanging onB in, always messing whereE they don't belong.A B When you get right down to theA nitty-gritty, isn't it a pityD that in this big city not a oneA a'little bitty man'll admit he could have been a little bitE wrong. CHORUS:E A Clean up your own backyard..oh,D don't you hand me noneE of your lines.Bm A Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business,E A B E I'll tend to mine. OUTRO:E B A Clean up your own backyard..you tend to your business, I'llE tend to mine.