Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore
John PrineVersion1
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While digesting Readers Digest in the back of a dirty book store
A plastic flag with gum on the back Fell out on the floor.
Well I picked it up and ran outside And slapped it on my windowshield.
And If I could see old Betsy Ross Id tell her how good I feel.
(Chorus)
But, your flag decal wont get you into Heaven anymore.
Theyre already overcrowded From your dirty little war
Now Jesus dont like Killin No matter what the reasons for.
And your flag decal wont get you into Heaven anymore.
Well I went to the Bank this morning And the cashier said to me
If you join the Christmas Club We'll give you ten of them flags for free.
I didnt mess a round a bit I took him up on what he said
And stuck them stickers all over my car And one on my wifes forehead.
(Chorus)
Well I got my windshield so filled with flags I couldnt see
So I ran my car upside a curb and right into a tree
By the time they got a doctor down I was already dead,
And Ill never understand Why the man,
Standing in the Pearly Gates said
(Chorus)
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Readable chord sheet for Your Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven Anymore by John Prine
While di[G]gesting Readers Digest in the [C]back of a dirty book store A [D]plastic flag with gum on the back Fell out on the [G]floor. Well I [G]picked it up and ran outside And slapped it on my window[C]shield. And If [D]I could see old Betsy Ross Id tell her how good I [G]feel. (Chorus) But, your [C]flag decal wont get you into [G]Heaven anymore. Theyre al[D]ready overcrowded From your [G]dirty little war Now [C]Jesus dont like Killin No matter [G]what the reasons for. And your [D]flag decal wont get you into Heaven any[G]more. [Bb] [C] [D] Well I [G]went to the Bank this morning And the [C]cashier said to me [D]If you join the Christmas Club We'll give you ten of them flags for [G]free. [G]I didnt mess a round a bit I took him up on what he [C]said And [D]stuck them stickers all over my car And one on my wifes fore[G]head. (Chorus) Well I [G]got my windshield so filled with flags I couldnt [C]see So I [D]ran my car upside a curb and right into a [G]tree By the [G]time they got a doctor down I was already [C]dead, And Ill [D]never understand Why the man, Standing in the Pearly Gates [G]said (Chorus)