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C I've made a small fortune and you C7 sqandered it F all You shamed me till C I feel about one inch G7 tall But I C thought I loved you and I C7 hoped you would F change So I gritted my C teeth and G7 didn't com-{C} plain Now you come to me; with a C7 simple good-{F} bye You tell me you're C leavin' but you don't tell me G7 why Now we're C here at the station and you're C7 getting F on And all I can think of C ... is ... Thank G7 God and Greyhound, you're C gone. Thank F God and Greyhound, you're gone I didn't know how much longer I could go G7 on C Watchin' you take the respect out of me F Watchin' you make a total wreck out of G7 me That C big diesel motor is a-{F} playin my C song Thank God and G7 Greyhound, you're C gone. Thank God and Greyhound, you're gone That load on my mind got lighter when you got on That shiny old bus is a beautiful sight With the black smoke a-rollin' up around the tail light It may sound kinda cruel but I've been silent too long Thank God and Greyhound, you're gone. TAG: Thank God and Greyhound, you're gone.
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