Shes My Ute

A
Kickin' past the dealers on the edge
 of town,

Saw a lot of pretty pickups, not a 
Ute to be found.
Twim cam Jap fours, a bloke'd be 
D
nuts.
          A
Give me a six or an eight, a four 
wheel mate.
The dents and the dust and the 
E
grasshopper guts.

          D                        
She's got holes in the muffler and 
  A
a gear-box clunk,
     D                          
I've cursed her and called her a 
 A
piece of old junk.
         D                       A
When the work's been done at the 
          F#m
end of the day,
A7
She's my Ute, I'll keep it that way.
                       E       A  
She's my Ute and she's here to 
    D  A  E  A
stay.

        A
You can see them blow-ins in their 
four by fours,

Jumpin' up and down 'bout a scratch 
on the door.
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                              D
But I've got a yarn for every dent,
  A
A big red roo, pig or two,
                        E
A hole in the roof that Col shot 
through.

          D                        
She's got holes in the muffler and 
  A
a gear-box clunk,
     D                          
I've cursed her and called her a 
 A
piece of old junk.
         D                       A
When the work's been done at the 
          F#m
end of the day,
A7
She's my Ute, I'll keep it that way.
                       E       A
She's my Ute and she's here to stay.

[Instrumental]
A  D  A  D  E  A

     A
Well I had a girl but she laid down 
the law,

She said 'You can't keep that dirty 
old Ute anymore'.
There comes a point when a man's 
      D
gotta choose,
       A
Well I told her straight, I'll stick
 with my mate.
                               E
She's been gone a year but the Ute's
 still here.

          D                        
She's got holes in the muffler and 
  A
a gear-box clunk,
     D                          
I've cursed her and called her a 
 A
piece of old junk.
         D                       A
When the work's been done at the 
          F#m
end of the day,
          D                        
She's got holes in the muffler and 
  A
a gear-box clunk,
     D                          
I've cursed her and called her a 
 A
piece of old junk.
         D                       A
When the work's been done at the 
          F#m
end of the day,
A7
She's my Ute, I'll keep it that way.
                       E       A
She's my Ute and she's here to stay.
      D        A    E  A
Oooh, she's my Ute.
      D        A    E  A
Oooh, she's my Ute.