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Elton John - Texan Love Song: chords

   D             D7               C
I heard from a friend you'd been messing around -
        G                          D       D7
with a cute little thing I'd been dating uptown.
                              C
Well I don't know if I like that idea much.
            G                          D           D7
Well you'd better stay clear I might start acting rough.
     C                   G
You out of town guys sure think you're real keen.
      A7                      D
Think all of us boys here are - homespun and green.
          C                      G
But that's wrong my friend so get this through your head:
                                 Dm/F       D7   G
We're tough and we're Texan with necks good and red.

Chorus:
        Em                   D                       C
So it's Ki yi yippie yi yi. You long hairs are sure gonna die.
Em            A7                      D7  D
Our American home was clean till you came.
     C             D                      G   C G
And kids still respected the president's name.
        Em                            D                  C
And the eagle still flew in the sky. Hearts filled with national pride.
Em             A7                         D
Then you came along with your drug-crazy songs.
     C           D          G
God-damit you're all gonna die.

How dare you sit there and drink all our beer
Oh it's made for us workers who sweat spit and swear
The minds of our daughters are poisoned by you
With your communistic politics and them negro blues
Well I'm gonna quit talking and take action now
Run all of you fairies clean out of this town
Oh I'm dog tired of watching you mess up our lives
Spending the summertime naturally high

Chorus:
So it's Ki yi yippie yi yi
You long hairs are sure gonna die
Our American home was clean till you came
And kids still respected the president's name
And the eagle still flew in the sky
Hearts filled with national pride
Then you came along with your drug-crazy songs
Goddammit you're all gonna die
Goddammit you're all gonna die
Oh Lord Goddammit you're all gonna die
Listen now

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