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Green Green Grass of Home
Mac Davis


GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME

G G7
THE OLD HOME TOWN LOOKS THE SAME
C G
AS I STEP DOWN FROM THE TRAIN
D
AND THERE TO MEET ME IS MY MAMA AND PAPA
D7 G G7
DOWN THE ROAD I LOOK AND THERE RUNS MARY
C
HAIR OF GOLD AND LIPS LIKE CHERRIES
G D7
G-C
IT'S GOOD TO TOUCH THE GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME

1st BRIDGE
G G7 C
YES, THEY'LL ALL COME TO MEET ME, ARMS REACHING SMILING SWEETLY
G D7
IT'S GOOD TO TOUCH THE GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME


(SPOKEN) THEN I AWAKE AND LOOK AROUND ME
AT THE FOUR GRAY WALLS THAT SURROUND ME
AND I REALIZE THAT I WAS ONLY DREAMING
FOR THERE'S A GUARD AND THERE'S A SAD OLE PADRE
ARM IN ARM, WE'LL WALK AT DAYBREAK
AGAIN, I'LL TOUCH THE GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME

2nd BRIDGE
YES, THEY'LL ALL COME TO SEE ME, IN THE SHADE OF THAT OLD OAK TREE
AS THEY LAY ME 'NEATH THE GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME
AS THEY LAY ME 'NEATH THE GREEN GREEN GRASS OF HOME



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It's Hard to Be Humble
Mac Davis

Chorus

A D A7
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every way

D
I can't wait to look in the mirror 'cause I get better lookin' each day

D7 G
To know me is to love me I must be a hell of a man

A7 D
Oh Lord it's hard to be humble but I'm doing the best that I can


1:
D G D A7
I used to have a girlfriend but I guess she just couldn't compete

D
With all of these love-starved women who keep clamoring at my feet

D7 G
Well, I prob'ly could find me another but I guess they're all in awe of me

D A7 D
Who cares I never get lonesome 'cause I treasure my own company


2:
I guess you could say I'm a loner a cowboy outlaw tough and proud
Oh I could have lots of friends if I wanna but them I wouldn't stand
out in a crowd
Some folks say that I'm egotistical hell, I don't even know what that means
I guess it has something to do with the way that I fill out my skin-tight
bluejeans



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My Bestest Friend
Mac Davis

Verse 1:
D
Who wipes me off when I get gravy on my shirt?
A
And who knows exactly where to kiss me when I hurt?
D D7 G
And who makes love to me on satin sheets or in the dirt?
D A D
You babe....You're my bestest friend

Verse 2:
D
Who take me home when I get too drunk to dance?
A
And who bravely puts up with my uncles and my aunts?
D D7 G
And who discreetly wispers you forgot to zip your pants?
D A D
You babe....You're my bestest friend

Chorus:
G D
And who comes down and bails me out when I get in a jam?
G D A
And helps me tell the police where I live and who I am?
D D7 G
And who rubs my back when no one else could give a damn?
D A D
You babe....You're my bestest friend

Lead solo follows verse chording

Chorus (note words change):
G D
And who can be as gentle as a sparrow in my hand,
G D A
Meaner than a junk yard dog when she's fightin for her man?
D D7 G
And who's the only one I'll ever love and understand?
D A D
You babe....You're my bestest friend

Talkin bout
D A D
You babe....You're my bestest friend



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The Ghetto

Mac Davis

The real name of the song is " The Vicious Circle "


Intro: A D A D
A D A
As the snow flies.

Amaj7 Bm E
On a cold and grey Chicago morn' another liitle baby child is born

A D A D A
In the ghetto

A D A
And his mother cries ( in the ghetto )

Amaj7 Bm
'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another little hungry

E A D A
mouth to feed In the ghetto

E D A
Now people don't you understand The child needs a helping hand

D E A
Or he'll grow up to be an angry young man some day

E Bm A
Take a look at you and me Are we too blind to see

D Amaj7 Bm E
Or do we just turn our heads and look the other way

A D A
as the world turns

Amaj7 Bm .
and a hungry little child with a runny nose plays in the streets

E A D A
as the cold wind blows And his hunger burns

Amaj7 Bm
So he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal

E A D A D A
and he learns how to fight In the ghetto

E Bm A
And then one night in desperation A young man breaks away



D Amaj7 Bm E
He buys a gun steals a car tries to run but he don't get far

A D A
and his mother cries

Amaj7 Bm
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down in the street

E
with a gun in his hand

A D A
as her young man dies

Amaj7 Bm E
on a cold and grey Chicago morn' another little baby child is born

A D A
In the ghetto

D A
And his mama cries



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Happiness is Lubuck Texas in my Rearview Mirror
Mac Davis
Submitted by: Joe9747 whom his loving wife Brandie Johnson helped with... ;o)

D A
I was just fifteen and out of control

G D
Lost to James Dean and Rock-n-Roll

G D A
I knew down deep in my country soul that I had to get away

D A
And Hollywood was a lady in red

G D
Who danced in my dreams as I tossed in bed

G D
I knew I'd wind up in jail or dead

A
If I have to stay

G A D
I thought happiness was Lubuck Texas in my rearview mirror

G A Bm G
My mama kept calling me home but i just did not want to hear her

G D A
and the vision was gettin clearer in my dreams

So I laid out one night in June

Stoned on the glow of the Texas moon

Hummin an old Buddy Holly tune called Peggy Sue (peggy sue)

With my favorite jeans and a cheap guitar

I ran off chasin a distant star

If Buddy Holly could make it that far

I figured I could too

And I thought happiness was happiness in my rearview mirror

My mama kept calling me home but I just did not want to hear her

And the vision was gettin clearer in my dreams

(switch)
G A
But the Hollywood moon didn't smile the same old smile that I'd grown up with
G A Bm
the lady in red just wanted my last dime

(Bm A G)

D A
And I cried myself to sleep at night

G D
To dumb to run to scared to fight

Bm A
And too proud to admit it at the time

So I got me some gigs on Saturday nights

Not much more than orchistrated fights

I'd come home drunk and I'd tried to write

But the words came out wrong

Hell bent and bound for a wasted youth

Too much gin and not enough vermoose

and noone to teach me how to seek the truth before I put it in a Song

And I still thought happiness was Lubuck Texas in a rearview mirror

My mama kept calling me home but I jsut could not, would not hear her

And the vision was getting clearer in my dreams

Well I thank God each and everyday

For giving me the music and the words to say

I'd have never made it any other way,he was my only friend

And now i sleep a little better at night

and when I look in the mirro in the mornin light

The man I see was both wrong and right

And he's going home again

I guess happiness was Lubuck Texas in my rearview mirror

But now happiness is Lubuck Texas growing nearer and dearer

and the vision is gettin clearer in my dreams

And I think finally know what it means

And when I die you can bury me in Lubuck Texas in my jeans



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Mac Davis

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