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LA
Any time of the year
RE LA
I’d walk a country mile
LA
A pint and a bag in my pocket
RE LA
Characterized my style
SOL RE LA SOL RE LA
I was wasted not strong as I am now so wasted not strong as I am now
Always the beautiful son
Always a pack of my friends
Always the worry and trouble
For that sweet buzz that always ends
When you are wasted not strong as I am now
So wasted not strong as I am now
RE LA
Forty feet up in this pine tree
RE LA
In a fortress made of scrap wood
RE LA
Marvel comics, playboys, bongs
SOL RE LA
Make a 10 year 12 year 16 year old boy feel good
(vocal solo Over chorus music)
LA
then there came that day
RE LA
when my tree house finally fell
I said good-bye to my friends in the woods
RE LA
All those brothers that would never tell
We were so wasted not strong as we are now
Oh we were so wasted so wasted so wasted
(more vocal solo end on A)
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