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			<title>HARDENED, BLACK, SINFULL, HEART</title>
			<description>LAST NIGHT I WOKE WITH DREAMS OF COMFORT AND SHOCKI FINNALLY SAW WHAT IT WAS, MY HEART SAUGHT.PERVERSION, WICKEDNESS, REBELLION IT CRAVED,I REPEATED THE SINNER'S PRAYER, TO MAKE SURE I'M SAVED'ALL THE SAD SONG'S I HAD WROTE IN MY LIFE,I FINNALLY SAW WHERE THE HURT CAME FROM LAST NIGHT.THE HEART IS E..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1955040/</link>
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			<title>You Can't Keep A Good Man Around</title>
			<description>(D)Oh you cant keep a good man aroundNo you cant keep a good man (A)aroundYou say they are so bad, why you always sadOh you (G)cant keep a (A)good man (D)around(D)Well since I've known you, the trouble that you brewYou have to get your way all the (A)timeNow your getting older, you are alot more bol..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953057/</link>
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			<title>You Sure Must Be Stupid</title>
			<description>(D)YOU SURE MUST BE STUPID, IF YOU THINK IM THAT(G)STUPID. (A)YOU TELL ME WHAT TO BUY, AND HOW TO(D)USE IT. YOU TELL ME EVERY NIGHT, WHAT I THINK SHOULD BE (G)IMPORTANT. (A)YOU SURE MUST BE STUPID, IF YOU THINK IM THAT(D)STUPIDWELL THE T.V. AND THE RADIO, MAKE ME LAUGHTHEY TELL ME WHO I THINK IS THE..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953056/</link>
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			<title>You Are Right, I Am Wrong</title>
			<description>(A)You are right, I am wrongI even put those words in this (E)songI dont know what I did, It wont happen againLets just lighten up and move (A)alongI guess I need to write another songI'm sitting in the garage all night (E)longYour lying there in bed. Im thinking what you saidBout how you are right ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953055/</link>
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			<title>You And Me</title>
			<description>(C) WE LIKE WATCHING BASEBALL AND (G)HOCKEYWE LIKE GETTING DRUNK WATCHING CLINT AND (C)JOHNNYWE LIKE SINGING OLD SONGS, WILD NIGHTS ON THE (G)TOWNWE LIKE GETTING IN TROUBLE AND FOOLING (C)AROUNDCHORUS;(F)THE TIME WE SPEND TOGETHER, WE DONT (C)CARE ABOUT THE WEATHER, (G)IT DONT SEEM TO MATTER, COZ IT..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953053/</link>
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			<title>Ya Gotta Love It</title>
			<description>(A) YOU GOT DORITOS, FRITO, CHEETOS TOO(D) COORS LIGHT, SCHLITZ, INDIA PALE BREW(E) FENDERS, GIBSONS SOME JACKSONS TOO(A) YA GOTTA LOVE IT(A) WAYLON JENNINGS, MELRE HAGGARD, CHRIS LEDOUEX(D) JOHNNY CASH, ROGER MILLER, MICKY BETTS TOO(E) WILLIE NELSON, STEVE HARRIS THESE ARE JUST A FEW(A) YA GOTTA LO..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953052/</link>
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			<title>What Happened To This World</title>
			<description>(A)WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME, WHAT(D)HAPPENED TO THIS WORLD?(E)I CAME TO THIS MORNING, AND NOTICED THIS BIG CESS(A)POOL. FREEDOM WAS REPLACED WITH(D)GOVERNMENT AND NEW RULES(E)WILL SOMEONE PLEASE TELL ME, WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS(A)WORLD?(A)TWENTY SIX YEARS AS A PLUMBER, I(D)BURIED MY HEAD INTO WORK,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953051/</link>
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			<title>Welcome To Life</title>
			<description>(A) HAVE YOU EVER BEEN DISAPPOINTED, OR GOT (D) HURT? THEN YOUR(A) LEARNING ALL THOSE LESSONS UPON THIS(E) EARTH. IF YOU(A) KNOW BITTERNESS, CONTEMPT AND (D) STRIFE. THEN(A) ALL ABOARD AND (E) WELCOME TO (A) LIFE...(A) THEM ROSE COLORED GLASSES, THOSE ARE A(D) FARCE. THEM(A) PEOPLE WHO RETIRE WELL, ..</description>
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			<title>We Need To Get Away</title>
			<description>(A)TOO MUCH WORK, TOO MUCH BOOZETOO MANY PILLS, TOO MANY PAST DUE'SWE NEED TO GET AWAY, JUST ME AND (E)YOULIFE IS PASSING US BY, IT HURTS TO SEE YOU CRYWE NEED TO GET AWAY, JUST ME AND (A)YOUbridge:(D)LETS JUST JUMP IN THE TRUCK, HEAD DOWN THE (A)ROAD(D)NO TIME TO KEEP, NO PLACE TO (A)GO(D)WE'LL TAK..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953048/</link>
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			<title>We Damb Well Need It</title>
			<description>(A)I DAM WELL HATE IT, WHEN IM CAUGHT IN A LIE(D)I DAM WELL HATE IT, WHEN IM SO SCARED I CRY(E)I DAM WELL HATE IT, WHEN IM ASKED MY ALIBII DAM WELL (A)HATE ITI DAM WELL HATE IT, WHEN IMMIGRANTS COMEDEGRADE MY COUNTRY, THEN PULL OUT A BOMBTHEY TRY TO BLOW US, TO KINGDOM COMEI DAM WELL HATE ITI DAM WE..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953047/</link>
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			<title>Vote For Me</title>
			<description>(A)IF YOUR ANYTHING BUT A WHITEMAN, VOTE FOR (E)MEIF YOUR A WOMAN WHO WANTS A HAND GUN, VOTE FOR (A)MEIF YOOUR (D)BLACK, ASIAN, LATINA OR RED. A (A)WOMAN,CHILD LIKE I SAID, IF YOUR (E)ANYTHING BUT A WHITE MAN,VOTE FOR (E)MEIF YOU FEEL THAT YOUVE BEEN CHEATED, VOTE FOR MEIF YOU FEEL YOUVE BEEN HELD B..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953039/</link>
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			<title>Victims Of War</title>
			<description>(A7)The music is (Dm)filled with (A7)sorrow(A7)The childeran (Dm)scarred with (A7)pain(A7)The leaders (Dm)have no (A7)answersThe (Em)Leaders have no (Am)shameThe people, have, no countryThe families, torn, apart Some childeran, have, no parentsThe Leaders, have no, heartLord, hear my, prayerMy tears..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953038/</link>
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			<title>Vagabond Dreams</title>
			<description>(A)Your going stir crazy (A-7)in this old house(D)One way or another baby (D-7)your breaking outIf thats what you (A)need. I'll set you (E)FreeThats fine with (A)me.(D)Your spirits wild, your (A)heart is so free(E)Thats what you need girl (A)thats what you seek(D)A deep down hunger of (A)life on the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953036/</link>
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			<title>Time To Move Along</title>
			<description>(A)That ole Texas rain. It's comming down todayI just got back into town. I see my baby she moved Out. Guess I was gone for to (D)long, missed the Writting on the (E)wall now its time to (A)along.But I'll find (E)another. One just like the other. Guess I was gone for to (D)long missed the writting o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953034/</link>
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			<title>Those Day's</title>
			<description>(D) SUMMERTIME IN WYOMING(G) REALLY AINT THAT HALF BAD(A) THINKING ABOUT THE TIME WE SPENT WITH OUR DEAR OLE GRAN(D) DAD. (D) I WOULDNT CALL HIM A POOR MAN(G) I'D NEVER CALL HIM A FOOL(A) WE JUST CALLED HIM GRAMPA, NAW, HE NEVER CARED MUCH FOR(D) SCHOOL...(G) WE WERE LAUGHING, JOKING, SINGING. RUNNI..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953032/</link>
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			<title>Ther's No More To Take</title>
			<description>(E)One wants divorced. One wants me (B7)jailedOne wants my soul, when I'm (E)derailedOne wants the highway, one wants the (B7)bi-wayThey drag me sideways, through Hell and (E)backCant you (A7)see, Ive no more to (E)giveYou done drained (B7)me, I'm an empty (E)siveYour well ran (A7)dry, theres no mor..</description>
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			<title>The Woe Is Off Me</title>
			<description>Woke up this morning with those snakes in my headMy womans is away and shes in another bedD-7)My kids are gone and my heart is aching for A-7)Them... Oh that (E)D.A. wants me bad, and myD-7)Lawyers looking sad. Lordy Woe is (A-7)meAhh... Lordy, Woe is me...Guitar wont stay tuned, my truck is broken ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953029/</link>
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			<title>The Things I Do When Your Not Around</title>
			<description>(D)THE THINGS I DO WHEN YOUR (G)NOT AROUNDI PULL THE SHADES AND TURN THE (C)T.V. DOWNI LAY IN BED AND (D)MAKE STRANGE SOUNDSTHE THINGS I DO WHEN YOUR (G)NOT AROUND (D)GOODNIGHT MY DARLING HAVE (G)FUN ON THE TOWNILL STAY AT HOME AND WEAR YOUR (C)EVENING GOWNPOUND SOME BEERS AND (D)TURN MY UNDERWEAR B..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953028/</link>
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			<title>The Life I Loathe</title>
			<description>I GOTTA (A)COOKIE CUTTER (D)JOB WHERE I GOI GOTTA (A)COOKIE CUTTER (D)CAR AT MY HOMEI GOTTA (A)COOKIE CUTTER (D)HOUSE THAT I OWNI GOTTA (G)COOKIE CUTTER (F#)LIFE I (E)LOATHE... (X's2)I GOTTA (A)COOKIE CUTTER CHURCH WHERE I GOI GOTTA (A)COOKIE CUTTER NEIGHBOR I KNOWI GOTTA (A)COOKIE CUTTER THAT I OWN..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953025/</link>
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			<title>Thats What I'll Do</title>
			<description>ALL MY SONGS ARE TRUEIM GONNA LEAVE THOSE PEOPLE WHORAISED HELL IN MY LIFE AND LEFT ME FEELING BLUE...(E)IM GONNA SING MY SONGS EVERYDAY(A)IM GONNA GET PAYED THAT WAY(B7)IM GONNA LIVE MY FULL LIFE, THATS WHAT ILL (E)DO...IM GONNA TAKE MY KICK A*S BANDIM GONNA ROCK ACROSS THIS LANDIM GONNA PROSPER WH..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953024/</link>
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			<title>Sweet Misery</title>
			<description>(C)twenty four hours (C7)in a day(F)twenty four hours (C)since I dranktwenty four hours of (D7)sweet, sweet(G7)sweet misery(C) (F) (C)seven days, in a weekseven days, since I had a drinkseven days of sweet, sweet, sweet misery(A7)My hands are shaking (D7)my knees are weak(A7)My bodies aching baby (D..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953022/</link>
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			<title>Storm The Gates Of Heaven</title>
			<description>Forty years I lived, doing what I wantedForty years I built and watched it all crumbleI gathered and I formed, and then I asked you to Bless itCart before the horse, it lead into divorce,Two little kids, my mind was just a siveMy days of doing, I'm gonna leave it all behind Mechorus:Wake me up early..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953021/</link>
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			<title>Stop Crying For Me</title>
			<description>(G-A-D)THERES(D)NO MORE (G)HITTIN' THE BOTTLE AND THERES,(D)NO MORE (A)DRINKIN' IN SORROW AND THERES,(D)NO MORE (G)FEAR OF TOMMORROW AND SO,(D)I GUESS (A)YOU DONT NEED (D)ME...THERES(D)NO MORE (G)LONELY NIGHTS AND THERES,(D)NO MORE (A)ANGRY FIGHTS AND THERES,(D)NO MORE (G)DRUNKEN PLIGHTS AND SO,(D)I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953018/</link>
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			<title>Simple, Aint Easy</title>
			<description>(A) SOMETHINGS YOU CANT ESCAPE IN LIFE(D) LETS START OFF WITH JESUS CHRIST(E) THEN MOVING ALONG TO COMMON SENSE(E) DEATH, TAXES, FOLKS WHO (G) ARE (A )DENSE(A) THERES ONLY TWO SHAPES, CURVE AND STRAIGHT LINE(D) THREE PRIMARY COLORS, UNLESS YOU ARE BLIND&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953017/</link>
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			<title>Sad Time's</title>
			<description>(A)SAD TIMES IN THE MORNING, SAD TIMES AT HIGH NOONSAD TIMES IN THE EVENING, SADTIMES (A7)COMMING FORYOU, WATCH OUT FOR THOSE (D)SAD TIMES. EVERYBODY HAS THOSE (A)SAD TIMES. THAT OLE (E)SNAKE HE WANTS TO TRICK YATHAT OLE (D)SNAKE HE WANTS TO GET YA WITH THOSE (A)SAD TIMES...WOKE UP AT THREE THIS MOR..</description>
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			<title>Rifle's, Beer And Old Man Flionis</title>
			<description>Rifle's, Beer And Old Man Flionis(D)Rifle's, Beer and Old man Flionis(G)Sure aint a gooc combination for us(D)Shooting birds after (E)comming home(A)&amp;nbsp;debaucherized(D)Crancking up the radio for midnoght hunting(G)Chasing greased pigs at three in the morning(D)That old man should've (E)put a slug..</description>
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			<title>Pray And Shout</title>
			<description>E-E-F#(F#)Well I came back from AsiaI lost a grand prizeI returned shamefullI had no sparkle in my eye(A)Well I wound up in a five year ditch I never Could get out. Five long years in blackness, on My knees I'd pray n shout. Pray n shout(F#)Tormented and alone, lurking getto holes.I couldnt even fin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953014/</link>
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			<title>Norco, Horse Town U.S.A.</title>
			<description>(A)WELL THE HONKY-TONKS IN NORCOHAVE A FLAIR THATS ALL THEIR OWNYOU CAN DRINK YOUR BEER WITH THE LADIESAND RIDE YOUR HORSE BACK HOME(D)I GREW UP IN WYOMINGWITH MUSIC CALLED WESTERN SWING(A)THEY WONT PLAY IT OUT IN L.A.ONLY HERE IN HORSETOWN U.S.A.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953012/</link>
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			<title>My Guitar Three Chords And The Truth</title>
			<description>(E)OLE WAYLON AND OLE HAND THEY FED MY SOUL(A)PLUMBING AND HARD LIFE, MADE ME (E)BOLD(A)JOHNNY CASH AND JESUS, EASE MY (E)PAINMY (B)GUITAR, THREE CHORDS AND THE TRUTH KEEP ME (E)SANEI WORKED WITH SOME TUFF OLE TURKEYS IN MY LIFEIT TOOK 45 YEARS OF LIVING, TO FIND MY WIFECRAP THE GOVERNMENT TOLD ME, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953010/</link>
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			<title>Lord, I'm Ready To Go...</title>
			<description>(E)WELL THERES NO ONE TO TRUST AND THERES NO WHERE TO GOALONE IN A MOTEL ROOM, AND THE CLOCK IS TURNING SLOW(A)MY WOMAN CALLED THE COPS AGAIN, IM FEELING PRETTY LOW(E)ANYTIME YOUR READY FOR ME, LORD I WANNA GOCOZ THIS (B7)FEELING OF DESPAIR, IS (A)MORE THANI CAN BARE, LORD IM READY TO (E)GO...I GOT ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953009/</link>
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			<title>Life To Go...</title>
			<description>(A) FOURTEEN YEARS ON A V.A. RACK, HE'S GOT(E) LIFE TO GO...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; FOURTEEN YEARS LAYING ON HIS BACK, HE'S GOT(A) LIFE TO GO...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; HE'S ONE HELL OF A FIGHTING MARINE(D) FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE, HE'S ON A MACHINE(A) FOURTEEN YEARS ON A V.A. RACK, HE..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1953004/</link>
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			<title>Life Is Better With Fishing</title>
			<description>(G)THERE ONCE WAS A MAN FROM (C)NANTUCKETHE WAS (G)TIRED OF LIFE, AND SAID (D)&quot;F**K IT&quot;!HE WENT (G)OVER THAT HILL, GONNA (C)TAKE THE PILLHE CAME (G)BACK WITH SOME (D)FISH IN A (G)BUCKETchorus:OH LIFE ITS BETTER WITH FISHINGIF YOU THINK THIS WORLDS FAIR, YOUR WISHINGWHEN YOUR PUSHED OVER THE HILLTAKE..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1952999/</link>
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			<title>Leave Today In The Past</title>
			<description>(D)Sometimes I feel so lostI dont know whats right or wrongSometimes I feel so emptyI cant tell you if Im weak or strongIll just (G)close my eyes, Ill let this world (D)pass. Then Ill wake up tomarrow (A)morning(G) Ill leave today in the (D)pastMost times Im a strong man. I know what it is I want. L..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1952997/</link>
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			<title>Lazy May Daze</title>
			<description>(E)Lazy may daze. I'm in a nice haze(A)I fed the dog, I fed the kids, I watered plants I watered lawn. (E)Lazy may daze(F#)My mind is at ease (E)I do what I pleasemy lazy May daze(E)Then you show up. Your killing my buzz. You give me a list. You make a big fuss(A)You want me here, you want me there...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1952996/</link>
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			<title>Lately I Guess, I'm Still In Love With You</title>
			<description>(A) HOW DO DARLING (D)GEE ITS GOOD TO (E) SEE YOU (A)AGAIN...&amp;nbsp;(A) WHAT HAVE I BEEN DOING? (D)NOT THAT (E) MUCH I (A)GUESS...(A) IM SO SORRY, FOR THE (D)LAST (E) TIME I (A)LEFT...&amp;nbsp;(A)LATELY I GUESS, (D)IM STILL IN (E)LOVE WITH (A)YOU....(D) I SIT AT HOME ALL DAY IN&amp;nbsp; (A) SORROW(D) IM SO..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1952994/</link>
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			<title>It's O.K. To Be A Man</title>
			<description>(G)Well Its OK to be a (C)man. Well we&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (G)Drink that beer and spitting in (D)houseplants (G)Were working in the grease and the (C)dirt(G)Thats what men like (D)me prefere (G)Everynight when I come home. When I'msitting on the couch leave me aloneI wanna drink my beer and watch base..</description>
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			<title>I Wont Matter</title>
			<description>(D)GO AHEAD AND CALL ME (A)WHITE TRASHMAKE (E)FUN OF ME COZ I SING (A)JOHNNY CASHIF IT (D)MAKES YOUR DAY, CALL ME A (A)CRACKERCOZ TO (E)US IN THE END, IT WONT (A)MATTERCHORUS:CALL ME (D)REDNECK, BUCKTOOTH, HILLBILLY, FRIEND OF WILLIE(A)CORNFED, INBRED, OVERFED, PSYCHO-BILLYCOZ TO (E)US IN THE END, I..</description>
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			<title>Imitation</title>
			<description>(E) IMITATION IS A HELL OF A CLAIM&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; IT MIMICS THE REAL DEAL, BUT IT JUST AINT THE SAME(A) NICKLE PLATED COINS APEAR TO BE SILVER(E) BRASS PLATED COINS APPEAR TO BE GOLD(B) ALL THIS IMITATION MAKES MY SOUL QUIVER(E) YOU GOT YOUR PLASTIC SURGERY, YOU LOOK LIKE MY LIVERCOMP..</description>
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			<title>I'm Tired</title>
			<description>(D)Darling its time for (G)me to tell you (A)Bout how I really (D)feelSo lend me your time and (G)listen real close(A)At least to verse or (D)twoI'm tired of your bitchen, I'm tired of your kitchenI'm tired of your dog and your frown.I'm tired of your make up, I'm tired when I wake upAnd hearing you..</description>
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			<title>I'm Happy To Grow Old With You</title>
			<description>(D)LAST NIGHT I WENT TO (G)BED, AND I WAS (D)TWENTY(G)I WOKE UP THIS MORNING, I WAS OVER (D)FORTY(G)I RAISED MY CHILDREN, AND THEN MY CHILDREN (D)LEFT(G)THE BEST YEARS OF MY LIFE, I GAVE TO (D)THEM(G)EVERY WORD MY DADDY SAID WAS (D)TRUE. NOW IM (G) HAPPY TO (A)GROW OLD WITH (D)YOU...SOLO, TURN AROUN..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1952987/</link>
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			<title>I Wish I Could Remember What Happened Last Night</title>
			<description>(E)Oh I woke up late this morning, man this(B7)whole world sure looks bright, I stumbled overA bottle of whiskey, that must have been the one I drank last (E) night. Now my dog is scared and my woman is gone, that must have been one Hell of a (A7)fight. (E) I sure wish I could (B7)remember what happ..</description>
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			<title>I Wanna Go Back Home</title>
			<description>(G)Stranded down in Mexico its been three weeks(C)Ive been took advantage of on every street(F)I missed the bus, I missed thr train (C)I'm stuck out in that freezing rain (G)aloneOh... (D)I... (C)just wanna go back (G)homeEverytime a woman falls in love with meIt doesnt take long till I'm out on the..</description>
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			<title>I Need To Feel It</title>
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			<title>I LIke Feminist Women</title>
			<description>(D)I like feminist (G)wemoncoz theyre (A)good for a (D)laugh.I turn on Clinton News (G)Network to (A)hear'em talk (D)trash.They actually think (G)every man(A)wants their (D)a*s.God bless feminist (G)wemon, coz theyre (A)good for a (D)laugh....(D)They got that (G)real short hair, no make-up(D)arrogan..</description>
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			<title>I Know I Emberrass You</title>
			<description>(A)I KNOW I EMBERRASS YOU WHEN(E)DECENT FOLK ARE AROUND&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I KNOW IM GOOD FOR BEDROOM ACTION AND,(A)WILD NIGHTS ON THE TOWN&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I KNOW IM GOOD FOR MAKING YOU LAUGH(D)YOUR THE BETTERMENT, OF THIS HALF SEE(E)I KNOW I EMBERRASS YOU WHEN, DECENT FOLK ARE (A)AROUND(A)WELL IT ONLY TOOK ME..</description>
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			<title>I Could Have Loved A Little More</title>
			<description>(D)spoken: An old man was passing me bye one day in the park,He said sad days are comming as he (A)sat down beside to (D)rest. He said I looked through the ages and (A)found its always (D)bestTo be (G)kind to your neighbors (D)help out a stranger (A)give to those lonely and (D)poor(G)one day youll b..</description>
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			<title>Here He Come Again</title>
			<description>(E)He came down from Boston, he wound up this wayNo one knew if he was running from something Or if he just ran away(G)The battle scars, fights in barsthe thousand yard stare, the locked up rage in his heart, that would make most men (A)scared(D)Here he come (E)again(E)Then one night it all came out..</description>
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			<title>Headed South On A Train</title>
			<description>(A)This ramblin in my brainIs driving me insaneThe whiskey that I drinkCant even numb the painChasing away those memoriesThats dropped me to my kneesIt hurts so bad, to see theyre pastHow long will it lastThats why theyre leaving now, heading south on a trainTheyre on a road to nowhere nowThat ole w..</description>
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			<title>Gypsy Girl</title>
			<description>Oh gypsy girlI watch you dance on the floorYou cast your spell onto meRight when I walked through the doorYou took my heart with your soulYou breathed your breathe into meYour spirit I cant ignoreYou took my mind Im not freeOh my gypsy girlI watch you dance on the floorYour hipps they sway in rythum..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/byronabelband/1952974/</link>
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			<title>God, Guns And Pick-up Trucks</title>
			<description>(D)WELL I FEEL MIGHTY PROUDWHEN (G)LIBERALS GET PISSED (D)OFFTHEY NEED TO HAVE THEIR SAFTEY ZONESBUT WE (A)CANNOT HAVE OUR (D)CROSSWHEN I SIT BACK AND LOOKWHAT (G)MAKES THEM MAD AS (D)HELLITS GOD, GUNS, PICK-UP TRUCKSAND THE (A)TRUTH THAT IT (D)TELLSSEE GOD, GUNS AND PICK-UP TRUCKSGIVE US (G)FREEDOM..</description>
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