verse 1
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God made the automobile to pass all the pretty girls
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That smoke by the side of the road, their blues loving boys in tow
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To drive until the end of the day and bow to a borrowed flag
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Beside all the brave and the blind, and men without men in mind
F C G
To pass all the things he made
C G Am
But then never bothered to name
F C G
And no one will tell the truth
C G Am
And no one will hide it from you
F C G
Like birds around the grave
verse 2
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God made the automobile and I made a little boy
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To pass all the blissfully young, the snake with a forked tongue
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That preys on the wanting for time and makes in the sleepless waves
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The fear of the black and the Jew and blood for the camera crew
F C G
To pass all the things he made
C G Am
But then never bothered to name
F C G
And no one will tell the truth
C G Am
And no one will hide it from you
F C G
Like birds around the grave