Hot Buttered Rum — Blackberry Pie

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Hot Buttered Rum - Blackberry Pie

                F               
I wrote this song with no eraser
                Am                      C
Now she's gone and the boys will chase her

                G                       C
Shine your light, shine your light on me
                F
Way up high in the meadow
                Am                      C
I can see an urban ghetto
                G                       C
Shine your light, shine your light on me
                F               
Yellow brick road made of gravel
                Am                      C
Battle scars earned in battle
                G                       C
Shine your light, shine your light on me.
                F       
Eagle cries "Glory, Glory"
                Am                      C
A distant ship, another story
                G                       C
Shine your light, shine your light on me
                G               F       C
Shine your light; shine your sweet sweet light
                Am      D       G
It's all a poor boy can do to try and see
                Am      G       F       C
Shine your light, I'll take everything in sight
                Am      G       F       C
'Cause I ain't feeling right and wrong far away.
F
Yes every friend's first a stranger
        Am                      C
Make amends with your Savior
        G                       C
Shine your light, shine your light on me
                F
UFO's and crop formations
                Am              C
A different take on creation
                G               C
Shine your light, shine your light on me.
                G               F       C
Shine your light; shine your sweet sweet light
                Am              D       G
It's all a poor boy can do to try and see
                Am      G       F       C
Shine your light, I'll take everything in sight
                Am      G       F       C
'Cause I ain't feeling right and wrong any more.
                F
Yes, hide your head, Chicken Little
                Am                      C
If I'm not dead i'm gonna play the fiddle
                G                       C
Shine your light, shine your light on me.
                F               
Blackberry pie made with butter
                Am                      C
I wipe my eyes, find another
                G                       C
Shine your light, Shine your light on me.
                G               F       C
Shine your light; shine your sweet sweet light
                Am      D       G
It's all a poor boy can do to try and see
                Am      G       F       C
Shine your light, I'll take everything in sight
                Am      G       F       C
'Cause I ain't feeling right and wrong ain't far away,
                Am      G       F       C
'Cause I ain't feeling right and wrong....		
    

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