Choppin' Wood taby ukulele według The Show Ponies

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I ain't too good at choppin’ wood, But my daddy said I should. 
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I need a woman with a nice strong back, Child-bearin’ hips and a one room shack. 
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I'm a hard, hard worker every day; Dirty hands and a little pay. I get up early and I get back late. 

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I ain't too good at matching clothes, wearing heels and panty hose. 
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I need a man that's sensitive; Stoic and contemplative. 
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A scholar and a gentleman. A caller with strong arms to hold me in. 

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So what if we're not everything 
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our mothers and our fathers expect us to be.
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Could I be the one who's in your dreams,
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Could I be the one who you redeem? 

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I've gotten good at acting sweet, but it's hard to admit defeat. 
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I'm prim and proper and put together. I'm sick and sore, under the weather. 
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Got friends in places high and low, learned things I didn't want to know, been lifted up just to be let go. 

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I'm getting good at actin’ tough, but I haven't gotten good enough.
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I want to be on the silver screen, I'm a kind-hearted man that's often mean. 
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I'm a lover and a fighter; I'm a worker and a writer; I am a dreamer woken up by fits of rage.
 
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Been trying hard to understand what it means to be a man, 
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And every time I fall in love, I hug and kiss then push and shove.
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I'm solid then I'm soft and then, I'm gone and then I'm back again. I am a saint but my heart's filled with sin.