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G D
Every week it's the same
G D
Dark meat for sale
G D
And like others I know
G D
It's hard to pass up a sale
D G
And at the very least
Bb A
She'll keep me warm
C Em
Nine months to the day
C Em D
Field hand is born
G D
Everyone looks the same
G D
Dark meat for sale
G D
No one has a last name
G D
"X" marks the sale
D G
There's a fork around your neck
Bb A
Forks are for food
C Em
It was just a joke
C Em D
To lighten the mood
D G
There's a song in the air
Bb A
The boys start to sing
C Em
It's as if through their words
C Em D
They're plotting something
G D
Every week it's the same
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