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Everybody´s Got Problems

Höfundur lags: Wanda Alley Flytjandi: Faron Young Sent inn af: Anonymous

[C]I ran into an old [F]girl the other day
[C]That married a guy I once [G7]knew   
[C]She told me he never comes [F]home till it's late
And when he [C]does his [G7]dollars are [C]few  


And I said Baby
Everybody's got [F]problems and [C]I'm no exception to the [G7]rule   
[C]Everybody's got [F]problems
[C]If you won't [G7]tell your [C]problems to [F]me  
Then I won't [C]tell my [G7]problems to [C]you  

A guy that works beside me [F]down at the shop
[C]Said his oldest boy laid out of [G7]school
[C]He was loafing on the street got [F]picked up the cops
And it just [C]made him [G7]feel like a [C]fool


And I said Buddy
Everybody's got [F]problems and [C]I'm no exception to the [G7]rule   
[C]Everybody's got [F]problems
[C]If you won't [G7]tell your [C]problems to [F]me  
Then I won't [C]tell my [G7]problems to [C]you  

I saw Preacher Brown and he [F]lamented to me
[C]We haven't seen you in a month or [G7]so   
[C]Our Sunday School attendance is [F]falling off bad
And our [C]coughers are [G7]getting mighty [C]low  


And I said Preacher
Everybody's got [F]problems and [C]I'm no exception to the [G7]rule   
[C]Everybody's got [F]problems
[C]If you won't [G7]tell your [C]problems to [F]me  
Then I won't [C]tell my [G7]problems to [C]you  

Baby every evening when the [F]sun goes down
[C]I'm walking and wringing my [G7]hands
[C]You're putting me on as you're [F]putting me down
And it's [C]more than old [G7]Faron can [C]stand

But everybody's got [F]problems and [C]I'm no exception to the [G7]rule   
[C]Everybody's got [F]problems
[C]And Baby my [G7]biggest [C]problem is [F]you  
Yeah my [C]biggest [G7]problem is [C]you  



I ran into an old girl the other day
That married a guy I once knew
She told me he never comes home till it's late
And when he does his dollars are few

And I said Baby
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you

A guy that works beside me down at the shop
Said his oldest boy laid out of school
He was loafing on the street got picked up the cops
And it just made him feel like a fool

And I said Buddy
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you

I saw Preacher Brown and he lamented to me
We haven't seen you in a month or so
Our Sunday School attendance is falling off bad
And our coughers are getting mighty low

And I said Preacher
Everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
If you won't tell your problems to me
Then I won't tell my problems to you

Baby every evening when the sun goes down
I'm walking and wringing my hands
You're putting me on as you're putting me down
And it's more than old Faron can stand

But everybody's got problems and I'm no exception to the rule
Everybody's got problems
And Baby my biggest problem is you
Yeah my biggest problem is you

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