Chords for Malcolm Holcombe - "Crippled Point O'View"

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_ [Bbm] I can't deny these troubled old times.
[Bb] _ Can't deny [F] these troubled old [Eb] times.
I can't [Ab] deny the truth is somewhere [Bb] in my crippled [Bb] point of view. _ _
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My eyes [F] _ compounded Tommy the son, _ [Fm] and I brag against the [Ab] son.
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That mighty mischief lord [Fm] waits in the ground for my crippled [Bb] point of view. _ _ _
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[F] Ambassadors at the back of these bolden [Bb] days, _ [Bbm] _
grasping everything.
[Ab] _ _ [C] I [Bb] _
can't hold and blow all the hell I swear I see lord.
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_ I can't deny [Bb] these troubled old times.
I can't deny these troubled [Ab] _
old [Eb] times.
I can't [Ab] deny the truth is somewhere in my crippled point of view.
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_ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ My tongue is quick to tangle speech.
_ _ _ Doubts of life's within.
[F] _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Bb] Burn [Ab] myself, respect death.
Warm my [Bb] hands again.
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Big money fills my pockets with words. _
Puppets [Fm] pose in my [F] mind.
And [Bb] my eyes are too heavy to hold up my head and my back.
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_ I can't deny these troubled old times.
I can't deny [Fm] these troubled old [Eb] times.
I can't deny [Db] the truth is somewhere [Bb] in my crippled point of view. _ _ _
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_ _ I can't [C] deny these troubled old times.
[Bbm] I can't [F] deny these troubled [Eb] old times.
I can't deny the truth is [Bb] somewhere in my [F] crippled point of view. _ _
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