I Still Like Bologna chords

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F#m _ _ _ B _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ There's satellite _ _ _ F# communications, long distance internet _ E relations.
The world's a little B _ .
faster every F# day.
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_ _ _ B _ I know it's all well and G# good, F# and I don't embrace it like B I should,.
E but I wouldn't want B to go backwards even if I F# could.
_ But _ _ D# E I still like B.
bologna on F# white bread _ B now and then,.
_ E and the sound of a B.
whipperwheel down a country F# road, _ _ _ .
_ _ E the grass between my B toes, _ G#m that sunset E sinking low,.
_ and a good _ F# woman's love to B hold you close.
_ F# I _ _ _ B _ like my 50-inch HD A plasma.
F# _ Feels like they just reach out and grab E you.
_ C#m 500 B.
channels at F# my command.
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_ _ A# _ B _ I finally gave in and got a cell F# phone that I hardly ever seem to turn E on.
I guess I never B.
had that much F# to say.
C# _ _ F# _ _ .
_ _ E But I still like B.
bologna on F# white bread _ B now and then,.
_ E and the sound of B a whipperwheel down F# a country road, _ _ _ .
_ _ E the grass between B my toes, _ F# G#m that sunset E sinking low,.
_ and a good _ F# woman's love to hold B me close.
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_ G# _ _ B _ got a laptop that sits on a desk.
F# _ I don't use it much except to B check E on _ some B old car from F# yesterday.
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_ D#m _ _ B I kind of like that music thing.
F# You just download them and you can save E about _ every B.
song that's ever F# been made.
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_ _ E But I still B like bologna on F# white bread now B and then,.
_ E and the sound of B a shovelhead down a gravel F# road, _ _ _ .
_ _ E the grass between B my toes, _ F# G#m that sunset E sinking low,.
_ and a good _ F# woman's love to hold B me close.
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Bm _ _ A# _ B _ Well, I guess what I've been trying to G#m say, F# _ this digital world is okay.
B _ E _ It makes B life better in F# a lot of ways.
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_ G# _ A# _ B _ But it can't make the smell of A spring F# or sunshine or lots of little D# E things.
we take B for granted _ F# every day.
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_ D# Oh, E and I still like B.
bologna on F# white bread _ B now and then,.
F#m _ B E and the sound of a B _ .
whipperwheel down a country F# road, _ _ _ .
_ _ E the grass between B my toes, _ G#m that old sunset E sinking low,.
_ and a good _ F# woman's love to B hold me close.
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_ _ E Yeah, bologna, a woman's F# love, and a good B cell phone.
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And cut!.
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That's a G wrap!.
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