Intro: A Am A Am Am D Am D
Verse:
Am D
You don't know how bad I feel
Am D
The doctor says I'm very ill
Am D Am D
He's feeding me little yellow pills for my heart
Am D Am D
And its a shame, shame, shame
Verse:
Am D
My temperatures a hundred and two
Am D
And the doctor don't think I'm gonna pull through
Am D Am D
But there's nothing he can do without you, girl
Am D Am D
And its a shame, shame, shame
Am D Am D Am Am Am Am Am Am Am Am
Oh its a shame, shame, shame
Verse:
D Am
I'm wasting away to nothing
D Am
And I ain't got the will to try
D Am
But if you don't come home running, now
D E
I swear I'm gonna die
Am D Am D
Its a doggone shame, oh yes it is
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