Roll With The Punches

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                      Roll With The Punches – Randy Newman

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Written by: Randy Newman
From: “Land of Dreams” (1988)

Tabbed by: maguri
Tuning: Standard

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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 They say that people
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 Are livin' in the street
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 No food in their belly
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 No shoes on their feet
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 Six black children livin' in a ...
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 Burned-up room
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 One bare light bulb swinging
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 Little black kid come home from 
school
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 Put his key in the door
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Mr. Rat's on the stairway
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Mr. Junkie's lyin' in his own vomit 
on the floor
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You gotta roll with the punches, 
little black boy
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That's what you got to do
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You got to roll with the punches 
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(Tap it, baby)

[Verse 2]
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 There's all these boring people
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 You see 'em on TV
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 And they're making up all these 
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boring stories
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About how bad things have come to be
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They say "You got to, got to, got 
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to feed the hungry"
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 "You got to, got to, got to heal 
the sick"
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I say we ain't gotta do nothin' for
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 nobody
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'Cause they won't work a lick, you 
know
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 They just gonna have to roll with 
the punches, yes they will
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 Gonna have to roll with them
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They gonna have to roll with the 
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punches, yes they will
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 It don't matter whether you're 
white, black or brown
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 You won't get nowhere putting 
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down the old Red, White and Blue

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           Tap it baby. Alright

[Interlude]
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Look at those little shorts he's got
 on, ladies and gentlemen
You can see all the way to 
Argentina!
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Get it? So pretty ...

[Verse 3]
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 Let 'em go to Belgium
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 Let 'em go to France
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 Let 'em go to Russia
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 Well at least they ought to have 
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the chance to go there
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 We have talked about the red
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 We have talked about the blue
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 Now we gonna talk about the white
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 That's what we're gonna have to do
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 Now we had to roll with the 
punches,yes we did
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 We had to roll with 'em
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We had to roll with the punches, yes
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 we did
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 We had to roll with 'em
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 I don't care what you say
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 You're livin' in the greatest 
country in the world
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When you're livin' in the USA
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[Coda]
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  Tap it out baby, all right
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