My Uncle

Words and Music by Gram Parsons and Chris Hillman

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A letter came today from my draft board

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With trembling hands I read the questionare

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It asked me lots of things about my mamma and poppa

    A                               D
Now that ain't what I call exactly fair

       G              A               D
So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border

      Bm                     A
Vancouver may be my kind of town

      G                   A               D
Cause they don't need the kind of law and order

     A                               D
That tends to keep a good man underground

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A  sad old soldier  once told me a story

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About a battlefield that he was on

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He said a man should never fight for glory

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He must know what is right and what is wrong

       G              A                  D
So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border

     Bm                     A
Vancouver may be my kind of town

      G                   A               D
Cause they don't need the kind of law and order

     A                                D
That tends to keep a good man underground

    G                A             D
Now I don't know how much I owe my uncle

    Bm                             A
But I suspect it's more than I can pay

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He's asking me to sign a three year contract

  A                                     D
I guess I'll catch the first bus out today

       G              A               D
So I'm headed for the nearest foreign border

      Bm                     A
Vancouver may be my kind of town

      G                   A               D
Cause they don't need the kind of law and order

     A                               D
That tends to keep a good man underground
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