Cifras
Frequently Wrong But Never In Doubt

Tono: G

Introducción:

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I remember when George used to come to our house
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For a meeting of one of his clubs
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He would often drive down, 'cause we lived close to town
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Where the pulse of the big business was
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He belonged to the Yacht Club, the Truckers, the Shriners
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Though he had no boat and no rig
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Still, he'd eat roast beef dinners and hobnob with winners
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And wait 'til he hit something big
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But before he could get that big fish on the line
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They let everyone in and ruined the Shrine
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And he was easily riled and likely to shout
D                                                                              G            C    G  
Frequently wrong, but never in doubt
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His friends called him Skippy, but he had no family
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'Til my mother's folks took him in
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Just a short blond and wavy, boy from the navy
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And he never left home again
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How he married Agnes, oh, I'll never know
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She was gracious and gentle and she loved him so
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And he was grand in her eyes when they would go out
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And frequently wrong, but never in doubt
          Am                      G                      C  
Oh, I guess he had a big time
D                            Am            D            C  
Sharing the secret symbol
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With masters elect of the night
D                            Am         D    G      C              D      G  
Down at the Boumi Temple
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Well, I guess he was crazy, I think he was lonely
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My mother was his best friend
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He hollered and cried the day that she died
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And I rarely saw him again
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And I guess I've forgotten since I was a kid
                     C                            G                              Am                            D  
I don't know why we loved him, I just know we did
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And he was easily riled, likely to shout
D                                                                              G            C    G  
Frequently wrong, but never in doubt