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From uunet!cbmvax!macon Wed Jul  1 15:39:46 PDT 1992
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From: [email protected]  (Glen Macon)
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Subject: Music : wasted words
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Date: 1 Jul 92 13:37:49 GMT
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                                                                       009

Title:			WASTED WORDS			(Gregg Allman)


	A
	Can you tell me, tell me, friend, just exactly where I've been

	Is that so  much to ask?  I'll pay you back no matter what the task

	D                                             A
	You seem really sure 'bout something I don't know,
	D                                               A
	take that load off, looks like chest's about to go.


	E                                     D                           A
	Your wasted words already been heard, are you really God, yes or no?

	
	A
	Well, all day and half the night you're walkin' round lookin' such a fright.

	Is it me  or is it you? I'd make a wager and I'd hope you lose.

	D                                         A
	Time's gone, looks like Rome is 'bout to fall,
	D                                         A
	next time take the elevator, please don't crawl.


	E                            D                            A
	Your wasted words so absurd, are you really Satan, yes or no?


	
	Well, I ain't no saint and you sure as hell ain't no savior,

	every other Christman I would practice good behavior.

	That was then, this is now, don't ask me to be mister clean,

	'cause baby, I don't know how.

	D                                            A
	Ring my phone 'bout ten more times, we will see,
	D                                    D
	find that broke down line and let it be.


	E                                       D                              A
	Your wasted words wiill never be heard, go on home baby and watch it on TV.
	E                            D                                A
	Weekday soap-box speciality, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout now,
	E                                D          A
	by the way, this song's for you, sincerely, me.


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All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain.