Rich Poor

    C                 F            
you keep your ears so close to the 
C
ground
    C                          F  
you process speech and there's no 
    C
one around
    Am               C        
and it's a grand old time for a 
  F      G
broken glass
    C              F        C
and it's all we ever need


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[Verse 2]

    C                        F    
you dig them holes and never find 
  C
a dime
    C                        F    
you can't pretend it's not a waste
    C
 of time
        Am        C              
and the payphones ring until you 
F       G
burn em down
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C          F          C
it's my kind of town

[Chorus]

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la la la la  la la la la  la la la 
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la la la la  la la la la  la la la 
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la


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la la la la  la la la la  la la la 
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[Verse 3]

    C              F         C
you lie before the change of pace
     C                       F    
when your set dead last in a 
  C
wasted race
     Am            C               
it's the cold hard facts that will 
F           G
bring me to tears
    C            F          C
and that's the way it goes

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la la la la  la la la la  la la la 
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la

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