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Blow Up Your Tv

John Denver
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
 She was a  level headed dancer on the  road to alchohol
 And  I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal
 Well, she pressed her chest against me, about the  time the juke
 box broke
 She  give me a peck on the back of the neck and these are the
 words she  spoke
 Blow up your tv, throw away your paper
 Go to the  country and build you a  home
 Plant a little garden, eat a lotta peaches
 Try and find  Jesus, on your  own
 I  sat there at the table and I  acted real niave
 Cause I  knew that topless lady, she had something up her sleve
 She danced around the room awhile and she  did the hoochy cooch
 And  sing a song all night long, telling me what to  do
 Blow up your tv, throw away your paper
 Go to the  country and build you a  home
 Plant a little garden, eat a lotta peaches
 Try and find  Jesus, on your  own
 But  I was young and a  bout to leave that place
 Just as I was going, she looked me in the face
 I said "You must know the answer", she said  "no, but I'll give it
 try."
 And  to this day, we've been living our way, here is the reason
 why
 We blew up the  tv, threw away the paper
 Went to the  country, built us a  home
 Had a lotta children, fed them on peaches
 They all found  Jesus, on their  own  -
 Ken Reynolds

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Readable chord sheet for Blow Up Your Tv by John Denver

She was a [G] level headed dancer on the [C] road to alchohol
And [D] I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal  [G]
Well, she pressed her chest against me, about the [C] time the juke
box broke
She [D] give me a peck on the back of the neck and these are the
words she [G] spoke

[G] Blow up your tv, throw away your paper
Go to the [D] country and build you a [G] home
Plant a little garden, eat a lotta peaches
Try and find [D] Jesus, on your [G] own

I [G] sat there at the table and I [C] acted real niave
Cause I [D] knew that topless lady, she had something up her sleve
[G]
She danced around the room awhile and she [C] did the hoochy cooch
And [D] sing a song all night long, telling me what to [G] do

[G] Blow up your tv, throw away your paper
Go to the [D] country and build you a [G] home
Plant a little garden, eat a lotta peaches
Try and find [D] Jesus, on your [G] own

But [G] I was young and a [C] bout to leave that place
[D] Just as I was going, she looked me in the face  [G]
I said "You must know the answer", she said [C] "no, but I'll give it
[A] try."
And [D] to this day, we've been living our way, here is the reason
[G] why

We blew up the [G] tv, threw away the paper
Went to the [D] country, built us a [G] home
Had a lotta children, fed them on peaches
They all found [D] Jesus, on their [G] own [C] - [G]

Ken Reynolds

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