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The Good Kind by More Hazards More Heroes
The Good Kind
Capo: 3rd fret
Verse (Chords): C, D9
Transition (Chords): D9/F, Am7/G
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This man is the good kind
Yeah I might land on a hooked line
But I don't get caught in the pocket
I don't get mixed in the twist
I can't pray through the damn wall
And I do play in a band called Me
And I do play in a band called Me
And I do play in a band called Me
But that wasn't me in the dance hall
Not at all
This girl got the right stuff
Yeah she might stall at the junction
But she don't be hoppin' on no stray cars
She don't get run off her tracks
She can't pray like her baby do
And she do raise a little hair sometime
She do raise a little hair sometime
She do raise a little hell sometime
Who could've seen it in her own mind
Nobody else but You
Our God is a sound one
Yeah he might give a little kick and push
Then go hide right by in that thicket brush
How that thicket hush
Naw he ain't there everytime I call
He as shy as a newborn boy
Just as shy as a newborn boy
Screamin' loud like a hawthorne flower
Think you can?
You can't ignore
No not at all
So she gonna raise a little hair and hell
I'm gonna play in a band and wail
While we ridin' his coattails
And we might do this 'til we gone
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