Little Pink Houses taby ukulele według John Cougar Mellencamp

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There's a black man, with a black head 
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Living in a black neighborhood
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He's got a interstate running through his front yard
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You know he thinks he's....got it so good.
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And there's a woman, in the kitchen, cleaning up the evening slop
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And he looks at 'er and says
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Hey Darlin' I remember when you could, stop a clock
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But ain't that America, for you and me
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Ain't that America, somethin' to see baby
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Ain't that America, home of the free
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Little Pink Houses for you and me, yeah for you and me

BACK TO INTRO X4

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Now there's a young man, in a t-shirt, listening to a rock and rollin' station
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He's got greasy hair and a, greasy smile,
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he says "Lord this must be my destination"
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I remember, when I was younger, say'n "Boy ya gonna be the President"
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But just like everything else, those crazy dreams, kinda came and went

REPEAT CHORUS

REPEAT INTRO X4

VERSE 3:
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Now there's people, and more people, and what do they know know know
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Go to work in some high-rise, and vacation down at the Gulf of Mexico!!! (ooooh yeah)
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There's winners, and there's losers, but that ain't no big deal
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Cause the simple man, baby, pays the bills, the thrills, the bills that kill