Chords for Seatrain - Despair Tire (1971)

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_ [D] _ How good you _ hearin', the voice said across the wire. _ _
You got marion cousins or any for hire?
You got dollars of donuts fresh from the fire?
You got any old sod or any fresh mire? _
You got sons who gone local or whores that you sired?
You got notions or ideas to crawl up on a pyre?
_ What you got?
Said the voice and I said I got this spare tire. _
And then spinning around just to get higher,
I recalled an old tune and figured I'd try. _ _
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I can't hear a [N] thing, I said in a burst,
but I could have sworn I wasn't here first. _
_ That's what I thought the voice said like a _ gasp,
but I'm hearing double damn T you could be the last. _ _
Well thanks but no thanks, I said reaching higher.
And forget the hot rod, let go of my spare tire.
_ Oh sure, _ _ _ oh sure, said the voice.
_ _ Oh sure, said the answer which wasn't a choice. _
_ Oh sure, said the ashes.
Oh sure, said the fire.
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_ _ Said the motor and _ the _ _ spare tire. _ _
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_ _ _ And I said I got this spare tire.
And I got this spare tire. _ _
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And I said I _ _ _ got this spare tire. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [N] There is nothing to it and not much to be shouting and hooting
or singing with glee.
Yep, it got pretty gruesome there just by the fall.
And by the next Christmas, no one stood tall.
_ And now who sits waiting to hear another town
crier come screeching the news that they stole the spare tire?
Well let them screech to my mantra.
Let them hem like they haul.
Let us seek out a sutra.
Let's hear the crow call.
And sing out a good one for mom and for pa.
And let us [F#] dance higher.
And may we fly far.
[A] And when we get home, _ [C] don't forget the [D] spare tire.
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