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Date: Tue, 13 Jan 1998 12:20:57, -0500
From: MR KEN L REYNOLDS
Subject: copper_by_harry_chapin
album: Legends of the Lost and Found
song: Copper
artist: Harry Chapin
transcribed: Ken Reynolds
Please enjoy the following Harry Chapin selection.
Copper
Harry Chapin (klr)
[[D]] [[G]] [[D]] [[G]]
If you were [[D]] looking for a way to [[G]] get me mad
It was a [[D]] sure fire way you [[G]] found
[[D]] Acting like a [[G]] half-wit fool, [[A]] laying your money [[A7]]
around
Well, I [[D]] came back to [[G]] tell you Lou,
^?bout [[D]] what you almost [[G]] did
Don^?t you [[A]] ever put the cash on the [[C]] counter, Lou,
[[F]] when I^?m [[C]] with my [[G]] kid
Yeah, the [[D]] kid^?s 13, he^?s [[G]] growin^? Lou, two years
And [[D]] he^?ll be bigger than [[G]] me
Still he [[D]] think^?s I^?m strong as a [[G]] blacksmith and
[[A]] straighter than the tall oak [[A7]] tree
I [[D]] raised him alone ten [[G]] years now,
since his [[D]] momma ran [[G]] away
Well, you [[A]] ain^?t gonna blow his [[C]] image of me
With a [[F]] stunt like you [[C]] pulled [[G]] today
chorus
[[G]] They took the copper right outta the penny, Lou
They got the [[D]] pig locked up in the pen
But you^?re [[E]] in big trouble with me, yes, you
If you [[A]] ever do that [[A7]] again
Ten [[D]] bucks a week [[D7]] protection
don^?t [[G]]mean I can^?t knock you [[E]] down
You got to [[D]] treat me [[D]/c#] like a [[D]/b] livin^? [[D]] saint, Lou
[[G]] Whenever my [[G]/f#]son^?s [[D]] around
[[D]] [[G]] [[D]] [[G]]
Yeah, the [[D]] kid wants to be a [[G]] policeman, [[D]] just like [[G]] me
You [[D]] know he^?ll be a [[G]] good one,
the [[A]] way I started out to [[A7]] be
And he [[D]] just might end up [[G]] police chief,
Now [[D] ]wouldn^?t that be something to [[G]] see
^?Cause then the [[A]] kid would kick right-[[C]] off the force
All the [[F]] two-bit [[C]] grifters like [[G]] me (chorus)
I guess it [[D]] was when my [[G]] old lady left me and
She [[D]] took off with a saleman [[G]] guy
I [[D]] started to see things [[G]] differently,
cut your [[A]] own slice outta the [[A7]] pie
Yeah, I [[D]] grew up and it came [[G]] clear to me,
all the [[D]] smart cops on the [[G]] make
You get a [[A]] silver badge not an [[C]] old tin star
[[F]] when you^?re [[C]] on the [[G]] take
[[G]] It^?s pimps and whores, punk gang wars,
[[D]] Robberies and homicides [[Bm]]
When you [[E]] walk the beat with the creeps on the street
Well, there [[A]] ain^?t no where to [[A7]] hide
I spent [[D]] half my life [[D7]] without no wife
Ridin^? [[G]] heard on the scum of the [[E]] earth
I learned the [[D]] tricks of
the [[D]/c#] trade from the [[D]/b] gutter [[D]] parade
And then I [[G]] prayed for [[G]/f#] all I^?m [[D]] worth
[[D]] [[G]] [[D]] [[G]]
Don^?t you [[D]] know I appreciate the [[G]] money Lou,
[[D]] Cause it all goes into the [[G]] bank
And when I [[D]] send my kid to [[G]] college some day
He^?ll have [[A]] guys like you to [[A7]] thank
Yeah, [[D]] ten bucks a week on your [[G]] grocery store
Means you [[D]] don^?t have to worry ^?bout [[G]] crime
But [[A]] hold your money when the [[C]] kids with me,
You can [[F]] pay me [[C]] double next [[G]] time (chorus)
Enjoy all.
Ken Reynolds
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