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	    Sweet Home Cannada - Bomb the Music Industry
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Tuning: Standard

5 Chords You'll Need:

                                               
   3                                    7
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   5                                    3
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                     3                  
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UPSTROKE/OFFBEAT STRUM (2 sets of 4 for each chord)


                     
I heard from you today
                
By digital replay
                         
You told me that you care
         
You'll help from over there
                      
I say we're not the same
                     
It's falling on deaf ears
                   
At eighty miles an hour
       
When I forget to steer
                          
And if I wrap my car around the guard rails,
                               
It ain't got shit to do with you.
                                     
So drop the act, I know your true agenda.


                         
Can't live with the mistakes
                          
I'll move out of the states
              
To South America
   
Or north to Canada
                             
I lived through four years of lies
                         
I've lost faith in mankind
                      
With no one to befriend
   
I guess this is the end
                         
And it's not glorious like in the movies
                   
Explosion and a note
                                                 
It's more like driving as far away as possible alone
                         
And please don't say goodbye
                      
To remind me you're alive.
                    
You've been dead to me
                                     
Since I've started feeling dead inside.
                                      
So don't look down on me and say we feel same
                
'Cause we don't.
               
So I'm checking out
                
I'm fucking done
              
Kiss my fat ass
            
I'm giving up
               
Eat shit and die
              
I'm taking off
                
Have a nice life
                 
Have a nice death
                
I'm checking out


NORMAL STRUMMING:
                
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