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Fm Bb
[Verse 1]
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Lord, I'm a working man and music is my trade
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I'm traveling with this five piece band, I play the ace of spades
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I have a wife and family who don't see much of me
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God bless the absentee
[Verse 2]
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Lord, I am a surgeon and music is my knife
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It cuts away my sorrow and purifies my life
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But if I could release my heart and veins and arteries
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I'd say God bless the absentee
[Verse 3]
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I miss my woman so, I miss my bed
Cm B C
I miss those soft places I used to lay my head
[Verse 4]
Ebm D Gb
My son don't need me yet, his bones are soft
Cm B C7
He flies a silver airplane, he wears a golden cross
F7 Bb7
God bless the absentee
[Verse 5]
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Lord, this country's changed so fast
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The future is the present, the present's in the past
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Highways are in litigation, the airports disagree
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God bless the absentee
