Frequently Wrong But Never In Doubt(Chords)

	        

    G                          Cadd9 
I remember when George used to come to our house 
      Dsus4      D          G 
For a meeting of one of his clubs 
                                     Cadd9 
He would often drive down, 'cause we lived close to town 
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Where the pulse of the big business was 


                                   Cadd9 
He belonged to the Yacht Club, the Truckers, the Shriners 
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Though he had no boat and no rig 
                                       Cadd9 
Still, he'd eat roast beef dinners and hobnob with winners 
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And wait 'til he hit something big 


      C                          G           D 
But before he could get that big fish on the line 
         C        G      Am         D 
They let everyone in and ruined the Shrine 
           G                C 
And he was easily riled and likely to shout 
D                              G     C  G 
Frequently wrong, but never in doubt 


                                   Cadd9 
His friends called him Skippy, but he had no family 
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'Til my mother's folks took him in 
                             Cadd9 
Just a short blond and wavy, boy from the navy 
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And he never left home again 


    C                     G          D 
How he married Agnes, oh, I'll never know 
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She was gracious and gentle and she loved him so 
           G                      C 
And he was grand in her eyes when they would go out 
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And frequently wrong, but never in doubt 


Bridge: 
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Oh, I guess he had a big time 
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Sharing the secret symbol 
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With masters elect of the night 
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Down at the Boumi Temple 

  
                              Cadd9 
Well, I guess he was crazy, I think he was lonely 
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My mother was his best friend 
                          Cadd9 
He hollered and cried the day that she died 
    Dsus4    D        G 
And I rarely saw him again 


      C                          G       D 
And I guess I've forgotten since I was a kid 
        C           G            Am           D 
I don't know why we loved him, I just know we did 
           G             C 
And he was easily riled, likely to shout 
D                              G     C  G  
Frequently wrong, but never in doubt
	        

Written by Cheryl Wheeler