The Bird And The Rifle

	  		
Intro:
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Verse 

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There´s a bird making coffee in the kitchen 
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And there´s a rifle out back smoking cigarrettes 
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He don´t ever really feel like talking 
                      D     G   D 
Don´t matter what she says 



verse 2 

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And the bird is always dreaming out the window 
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Looking at that big wide open sky 
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And the rifle, he used to be a dreamer 
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But he wasn´t ment to fly 


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Something down, on the ground, won´t let her out and holds her in 
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He´s afraid if she flies, she'll never come home again 
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Something about the bird and her spreading those wings 
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Always brings the rifle out in him 




verse 3 

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But the rifle loves the bird when she´s singing 
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And he knows every word to every song 
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And the bird, she loves the rifle, ´cause he´s dangerous, 
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stubborn and strong 


G                                            Bm      A 
Something down, on the ground, won´t let her out and holds her in 
G                                           Bm   A 
He´s afraid if she flies, she'll never come home again 
D                                Bm              A 
Something about the bird and her spreading those wings 
G                              D 
Always brings the rifle out in him 




Bridge 

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Uu uu u uuu u u uuu uuuu 
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Uu uu u uuu u u uuu uuuu 



verse 4 

    D                      G        D 
One night, when the autumn wind was perfect 
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And the rifle drank his whisky and went to bed 
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And he never even heard the window open 
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She ain´t come back in 



Bridge 
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Uu uu u uuu u u uuu uuuu