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Young bones groan
And the rocks below say :
"Throw your skinny body down, son!"
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But I'm going to meet the one I love

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So please don't stand in my way
             A                           C   D
Because I'm going to meet the one I love
G   C        D
No, Mamma, let me go!

 E  G
Young bones groan
And the rocks below say :
"Throw your white body down!"
           A                        C  D
But I'm going to meet the one I love
 E  G
At last! At last! At last!
          A                      C   D
I'm going to meet the one I love
La-de-da, la-de-da
G    C      D
No, Mamma, let me go!

 C  Am  D  Am  D  G  C  D
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 G  C  D
No ...

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I thought that if you had
             A
An acoustic guitar
   C             D
Then it meant that you were
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A Protest Singer
             A
Oh, I can smile about it now
              C           D
But at the time it was terrible

G    C         D
No, Mamma, let me go
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