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Now, GUITAR 1 plays these chords
Tell me the truth, how do you feel?
Like you're rollin' so fast that you're spinnin' your wheels?
Don't feel too bad, you're not all alone
We're all tryin' to get along
With ev'rybody else tryin' to go their way
No man's got it made
Till he's far beyond the pain
And we who must remain
I once knew a man, very talented guy
He's sing for the people and people would cry
You could hear it in his voice and see it in his eyes
And so he traveled along, touch your heart, then be gone
Like a flower, he bloomed till that old hickory wind called him home
My man's got it made
We who must remain go on laughing just the same