Everybody Loves Me, Baby
Don McLeanVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
E
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A-0--2-4-5--4-2-0-4-5-7--|
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Fortune has me well in hand, armies 'wait at my command
My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand
The angels guide my every tread, my enemies are sick or dead
But all the victories I've led haven't brought you to my bed
You see, everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you
Wont you tell me what did I do
to offend you?
Now the purest race I've bred for thee to live in my democracy
And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby
And my face on every coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved
Now, no land is beyond my claim when land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame!
Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild
And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue
I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you
'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good
I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should!
CHORUS X 3
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Readable chord sheet for Everybody Loves Me, Baby by Don McLean
[A] [D] [A] [D] [E] e------------------------| B------------------------| G------------------------| D------------------------| A-0--2-4-5--4-2-0-4-5-7--| E------------------------| [A]Fortune has me [F#m]well in hand,[D] armies 'wait[E] at my command [Bm]My gold lies in a [E]foreign land [D]buried deep [A]beneath the sand [D] [A] [D] [E] [A]The angels guid[F#m]e my every tread, m[D]y enemies are[E] sick or dead [Bm]But all the victor[E]ies I've led [D]haven't brou[A]ght you to my bed [D] [A] [D] [E] You see, [A]everybody l[F#m]oves me, baby, [D]what's the matter with [E]you Wont you [Bm]tell me what did I [E]do to off[A]end you? [D] [A] [D] [E] Now the purest race I've bred for thee to live in my democracy And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby And my face on every coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved Now, no land is beyond my claim when land is seized in the people's name By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame! Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you 'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should! CHORUS X 3