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Waylon Jennings - A Bad Day

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#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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*********************** A BAD DAY **********************

written and performed by Waylon Jennings.


Verse 1:
         D
	I guess it all started when i woke up this morning
                    G     D A
	Everything seemed okay

	'Til i let my pet snake get loose in the kitchen
                                      D
	Now i've been in trouble all day


Verse 2:
         D          
	I got some paint on the wall,a pretty orange color
                              G     D    A
	And a little on the carpet and floor
	
	I covered it up with Mom's coat from the closet
                                         D
	That she says she can't wear anymore


Chorus:
         D 
	I've had a bad,bad day
                                   A
	Not like i thought it would be

	I've had a bad,bad day
                                             D
	It seems like everyone's pickin' on me


Verse 3:
         D 
	I put some sand in my Grandpa's tobacco
                           G D    A 
	And he frowned at me all day

	Then i hid his pipe 'cause it smells when he smokes it
                               D
	He shouldn't smoke anyway


Verse 4:
         D  
	So between Mom's coat and my Granpa's tobacco
                      G   D     A 
	Life can be rough on a kid

	They've almost worn out the seat of my britches
                                       D 
	It don't hurt much now,but it did


Chorus (x2)

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