Fire Fly
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## G, Am, D, C, G

I met at little blue eyed firefly
From Alabam
Bare foot as a grizzly bear
Drinking warm sweet tea
In her underwear

On the back porch
Her camel lights
Were all in line
To kiss the lips
That keep on calling mine

An angel raised on honky tonk
Thats what she claims to be
But those precious little shoulder blades
They don't look like wings to me

I don't think those pretty eyes
Have seen the harder side
Of heart ache they call honky tonk, no

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