Kingston Trio-Ann Chords

[Bb] This next song we recently received from West Virginia, and the title of the song is Ann.
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[Eb] _ _ I know I'll never meet another hunk of woman [Bb] like my Ann.
She makes [Ab] me feel like a great [Bb] big man.
[Eb] I'm gonna go tell her mama what I think about [Bb] her, say thank you, ma'am,
for [Ab] giving me [Bb] your daughter, [Eb] Ann.
She sure [Ab] is slack from her toes to the pretty little nape of her neck.
She's black like a scenic grape, [Eb] she's smooth as marble skin.
When [Ab] I see her I believe I'm a real young guy,
and every time I go to work I think I might [Eb] die if [Bb] I can't hurry home again.
If [Eb] the good Lord worked all night at making me [Bb] a female plan,
I'd [Ab] say, oh, thanks, [Bb] Lord, [Eb] I'll just keep Ann. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Eb] _ _ How could I ever look at any other woman when [Bb] I got Ann?
I [Ab] feel so good when she [Bb] takes my hand.
I'm gonna go tell her daddy what I think about her, say thank you, man,
for [Eb] giving me [Bb] your daughter, Ann.
When I [Ab] come home and I feel like I've been run over by a 10-ton truck,
she can rub my [Eb] shoulder and ease my aches and pains.
If I lose my job and I'm down to a silver dollar,
and I feel like a dried-up Gordon [Bb] on a horse,
she cools my brow like summer rain.
If [Eb] the good Lord worked all night at making me a female plan,
I'd [Ab] say, oh, thanks, [Bb] Lord, I'll [Eb] just keep Ann. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Eb] _ _ I know I'll never meet another hunk of woman [Bb] like my Ann.
She [Ab] makes me feel like a [Bb] great big man.
If the [Eb] good Lord worked a hundred years at making me a [Bb] female plan,
I'd [Eb] say, oh, thanks, [Bb] Lord, I'll [Eb] just keep Ann.
I'd [Bb] say, oh, thanks, Lord, _ _ _ I'll [Eb] just keep Ann. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] That's where we get our material.
As a matter of fact, we stole [Eb] this next song from the Girl Scout Handbook.
_ _ _ [Em] Calypso edition.
They have [N] a new method of selling cookies this year.
It's sort of a semi-karate.
Oh, God, oh.
And then you split. _ _ _
It's weird, but it does.
I hear sales are up [Gm] 49%, which is one of the big [D] things, I guess.
_ Well, no, I really shouldn't associate it with the Girl Scouts
because we really got it from a den mother [A] in the [Abm] Boston area.
You got it from a den mother?
I didn't [D] even know her.
_ _ _ [Ab] Anyway, it's an old dirty Calypso [Eb] song.
_ Holy cow!
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