Chords for It's good to be me, John Williamson

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_ Well _ _ _ [C] _ _
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[E] _ _ [G] _ it's good to be [C] me, it's good to be [G] me, it's good to be [D] me alright.
[G] Working [C] hard in my own country, [G] it's good to be me alright.
With a [D] southern cross and a sauce and a shining [Em] really bright.
[G] It's good to be [C] me, it's good to be [G] me, it's good to be me alright.
I'm just a [C] small time truckie [D] and I don't ask for more
than a fair [C] deal on a payload [G] to keep troubles from the door.
If I work my rig around the clock a bloke should [Em] get ahead
[D] but if road tax and fuel [C] costs I should take the [G] dole instead.
And it's good to be [C] me, it's good to be [E] me, it's good to be me alright.
Working [C] hard in my own [D] country, it's good to be me alright.
With a southern cross and a sauce and a shining [Em] really bright.
[G] It's good to be [C] me, it's good to be [G] me, it's good to be me alright.
I picked up a load in [C] Sydney, they took all [D] flame and day.
[G] And I was so [C] long in a traffic [G] jam that my hair was going grey.
I felt like a two east paid a dollar for a beer.
Then I woke [D] up in a drinking [C] school and the rest is not too [G] clear.
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[E] _ _ _ [G] Well I woke up in [C] my cabin, I thought I was in hell.
I don't remember drinking [G] scotch but that's what I could smell.
Well I stumbled to a milk bar and I downed a greasy grill.
Then I picked the daily [Em] double to test my punting skill.
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[E] _ _ [G] _ Then I headed [C] out along the [D] road and rolled myself a drum.
I swore I'd [C] never touch a [G] drop of whiskey, beer or rum.
I looked up, there's a copper, he says drive a former [B] queue.
[G] We've got a few more cars to [Em] go before [D] we get to you.
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[D] _ _ [G] _ So I turned on the [C] AM radio [G] in the middle of [D] the dial.
[G] There's Singo the [C] super salesman [G] making money with a smile.
He's flogging beer from away down south, it gets you drunker fast.
And I've blown the bag to .09
and my bloody horse came last.
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[E] _ _ [G] _ But it's good to be me, [C] it's good to be me, it's good [D] to be me alright.
_ [G] Working hard [C] in my own country, [G] it's good to be me alright.
With a southern cross and a sauce and a shiner really bright.
It's good to be me, [C] it's good to be [G] me, it's good to be me alright.
Well a man has got [C] a laugh or [D] cry, I'll go around the bend.
[G] Thank God I've got [C] a true blue [D] girl that I can [G] call a friend.
If she could see me crying, I know she'd [Em] understand.
[G] But I'll wipe my face [D] with a dirty sleeve and I'll [G] take it like a man.
_ _ [C] All [E] together now.
[G] _ And it's good to be [C] me, it's good to be [G] me, it's good to be [D] me alright.
_ [G] Working [C] hard in my own country, [G] it's good to be me alright.
With a southern cross and a sauce and a shiner [Em] really bright.
It's good to be [C] me, it's good to be [G] me, it's good to be me alright.
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[N] _ _ _ _ Thanks very much. _