Don't Pity Me 创作者：
The Foremen
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调：F major

Verse 1
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I'm   a rovin' boy,
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ain't got no money
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Ain't got no job, no health in    surance
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And the twinkling stars are
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my only family
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Don't pity me, don't pity me
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Well, I lost ten years to a thirsty bottle
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And I lost my wife when I lost my job
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And I lost three toes to a
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case of frostbite
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Don't pity me, don't pity me
Well, I lost my hearing,
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sleep ing in a tunnel.
And I gouged my eye,
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digging in a dumpster.
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And I'm pissing blood,
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and I'm coughing up little
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bits of my lungs.
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Em Em 
 
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Jesus. Don't pity me.
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Well, you need your briefcase,
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and you need your car   phone,
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and you need your 9   -iron,
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And your video resume
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And you need your day runner
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And your microwave hair dryer
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Em Em 
 
The last thing you need
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Is to pity me
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I'm a roving bore
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Ain't got no money
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Ain't no money, ain't got no walls,
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for to hang my diploma,
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and the twinklin' stars are
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my only family.
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Don't pity me.
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Don't pity me.
Em Em 
 
Don't pity me,
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don't pity me me,
don't pity me