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D A E A
INTRO
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Well I made a mess of my life,
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Each time I went left, I shoulda gone right.
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And love's no exception to this rule,
B7 E
'Cos I turned around and I lost you.
A E A
Now I'm feelin' lonesome and blue,
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Just the way I'd expect to.
D
But there's some things that I could use
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To help me deal with this abuse;
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If french fries were fat free,
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And you still loved me.
D
If french fries were fat free,
And you still loved me,
A
What a wonderful world this would be.
D
If the whisky really helped me,
Forget your memory,
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I'd wear a smile endlessly.
D A
If french fries were fat free,
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And you still loved me.
A E A E A D A F#m A B7 A
INSTRUMENTAL
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You know the more I think about it,
A
The more sense it makes.
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'Cos grease and love both cause heartache.
D
So I raise my glass in toast,
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These things I want the most.
B7
Though I'll probably never see it,
E
I can't help but believe in that;
D
If french fries were fat free,
And you still loved me,
A
What a wonderful world this would be.
D
If the whisky really helped me,
Forget your memory,
A E
I'd wear a smile endlessly.
D A
If french fries were fat free,
E A
And you still loved me.
D A
Oh, if french fries were fat free,
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And you still loved me.
Written by Alan Jackson