Ramshackle Glory

We Are All Compost In Training Ukulele Chords

One of my favorite songs off of Ramshackle Glory's album Live the Dream. 

F F Am F

           F                    F                      Am
i want freedom, not a boss that comes in a forty ounce bottle of anything or 
F
taped scotch paper. 
      F                               F                           Am
i eat meat and drive trucks and shoot guns and don’t trust in the federal 
           F
government to solve our problems. 
    F                             F                      Am               
you might think Im joking, but Im not a republican. call me when your 
                F
president pulls out of Afghanistan, 
        F                      F                        Am
because that’s the day Ill get a cell phone number, and you can call and 
        F                          F
leave a message on voice mail that day.  

  F                         F                        Am
i fell asleep smoking so Id wake up on fire, because that might get me out 
   F
of bed for a while 
    F                         F                              Am
and back into battle with the things that I breathe, and the holes in my 
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arms, and the way that i think. 
       F                     F                         Am                    
and if freedom is doing what i want, well that means I gotta know what that 
        F
is, not just what it isn’t. 
       F                       F                                  Am    
so Ill dig up the dirt and Ill throw down some seeds, because the world 
                        F                       F         F
needs more spinach, not more motherfuckers like me. 
                   Am
motherfuckers like me 

(ohohohoh, etc.)