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Ab The girls dig the way the guys get all wiped out With their feet in the air you can hear 'em shout Db They're not afraid (don't back down, don't back down) Ab Not my boys (don't back down, don't back down) Eb E They grit their teeth, they don't back down A D E A Don't back down you gotta be a little nuts D E A But show 'em now who's got guts D E D A/C# B Don't back down from that wave Ab With their feet full of tar and their hair full of sand The boys know the beach like the palm of their hand Db They're not afraid (don't back down, don't back down) Ab Not my boys (don't back down, don't back down) Eb E They grit their teeth they don't back down Ab When a twenty-footer sneaks up like a ton of lead And the crest comes along and slaps 'em upside the head Db They're not afraid (don't back down, don't back down) Ab Not my boys (don't back down, don't back down) Eb E They grit their teeth they don't back down
Written by Mike Love/Brian Wilson
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