D G Em C G It aint worth the effort. No it aint made of goldD Am C G She don’t tend to no garden That I'm told, that’s all I'm toldD G Em C G It’s a lasting impression The seed of love is growing oldD Am C G All good men turn to ashes That I know, That’s all I knowD G Em C G You can go to California, And spread your talents in the sandD Am C But the girls in California, They aint your friendG You best think again and againEm C G Em C G D Am C GD G Em C G It’s a suspect profession, To sell your love when its gone coldD Am C G All good dogs turn to beggars That I know, That’s all I knowC G D C G Dirt floor in a run down bar, Thought of you, Safe from harmC G A wagon wheel and all the roads are pavedD C // // // G Pray for all we have saved, I pray for all we have saved
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