High Steppin taby ukulele według The Avett Brothers

[Intro]
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[Chorus]
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I'm a-high steppin', high bettin'

Love givin', I'm a-love gettin'
                                          D
I'm a stranger, I love stretchin' out my wheels
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Overnightin' on the desert strip

Makin' time and losin' grip
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Drivin' circles in the canyons of my mind


[Verse 1]
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I'm an outsider lookin' in

I got a perfect square for a circle of friends
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It's the four of us against the rest of you
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But really I am all alone

I'd sell 'em out to save my own
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I told them that but they don't buy the truth


[Chorus]
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I'm a-high steppin', high bettin'

Love givin', I'm a-love gettin'
                                           D
I'm a stranger, I love stretchin' out my wheels
E
Overnightin' on the desert strip

Makin' time and losin' grip
                                      A
Drivin' circles in the canyons of my mind


[Interlude]
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Well it's warfare out there, folks

You're either working for success

Or to be rich or, God help us, famous
N.C.
Or you're working against the clock just to stay afloat

Got your nose all scraped up from the grindstone

You're digging for diamonds and only finding rhinestones
N.C.
Meanwhile it's August and the tax man has never heard of summer vacation

You're either working on yourself or you're lookin' after babies

Takin' care of your old man or your old lady
N.C.
And the direct line to the hospital just says "Leave a message"

See, you can only live one day at a time

Only drive one hot rod at a time
N.C.
Only say one word at a time

And only think one thought at a time

And every soul is alone when the day becomes night
N.C.
And there in the dark if you can try to see the light

In the most pitch black shape of the loneliest shadow

Well then you ought to sleep well
N.C.
'Cause there's hope for sure

Well I don't know about all that being true but

I do know this


[Verse 2]
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The best beggars are choosers
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The best winners are losers
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The best lovers ain't never been loved
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And first place ain't easy
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The hard part is believing
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The very last word is love


[Chorus]
A
I'm a-high steppin', high bettin'

Love givin', I'm a-love gettin'
                                           D
I'm a stranger, I love stretchin' out my wheels
E
Overnightin' on the desert strip

Makin' time and losin' grip
                                      A
Drivin' circles in the canyons of my mind