Mamas Home Brew

Tom: A

>Intro: A
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>A
>I worked for an organ grinder I was his monkey
>       E
>til we had a falling out and he bought him a donkey
>       A
>and he rode the sunset into Jerusalem
>E
>every day since I have been chasing after him
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>    D                                           A
>and me with my poor blind hands feeling for you-ou
>       E
>as you mercilessly wipe the dirt off my shoe and
>D                                        A
>break the law by drinking my mama's home brew