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Alright Guy - Todd Snyder - 60 bpm
You know
C
just the other
morning I was
F
hangin’ a
round in my
C
house.
F
C
I had that
C
new book with
pictures of Madonna
F
naked and
I was checkin’ it
C
out.
F
C
G
Just then a
friend of mine
F
came to the
door
She
G
said she'd never
pegged me for a
F
scumbag be
fore
G
Said she didn't
ever want to
F
see me no
more,
and I
C
still
don't know
G
why
I think I'm an
C
alright
guy.
F
I think I'm an
C
alright
guy.
F
Well I
G
just wanna
live until
I gotta
die.
I
F
know I ain't
perfect but
God knows
I try.
I
C
Think I'm an
alright
F
guy.
I think I'm al
C
right.
F
C
C
Maybe I’m
dirty and
F
maybe I
smoke a little
C
dope.
F
C
But it
C
ain’t like I’m
goin on T
F
V and tearing up
pictures of the
C
pope.
F
C
Well
G
I know I get
wild and I
F
know I get
drunk.
It's
G
not like I
got a bunch of
F
bodies in my
trunk.
My
G
old man used to
call me a
F
no good
punk,
and I
C
still
don't know
G
why
C
Just the other
night the
C
cops pulled me
over outside the
C
bar.
F
C
Well they
C
turned on their
lights and they
F
ordered me
out my
C
car.
F
C
G
Man, I was only
kiddin' when I
F
called 'em a couple of
dicks
But
G
still they made me
do the stupid
F
human
tricks
Now I'm
G
sittin' in
jail with a
F
bunch of dumb
hicks,
and I
C
still
don't know
G
why