Chords for Nitty Gritty Dirt Band, My Walking Shoes Don't Fit Me Anymore

[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [D#] Our band _ _ _ [C] first came to Nashville, Tennessee in 1971 [G#] _
[B] to make a record called
[C] Will the Circle Be [G#]
Unbroken.
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_ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] I'm really [C] glad we're here.
[E] _ Really glad we did that.
And I mean, you know, in the [F] first place it was such a treat for us [Cm] to be able to make an album with folks that we had [Am] idolized our entire lives.
People like Doc [C] Watson and Mother [B] Maybel Carter and Myrtle Travis and the [Cm] legendary Earl Scruggs.
[E] It was such a _ [Cm] cool thing for a bunch [G#] of hippies from [G#m] the West Coast.
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_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ And we loved every [A] one of them too.
And they were so [D#] sweet to us [C#] and so generous.
[F#] _ _ _ Had a blast [G#] making that album.
And we [C] met a guy named Jimmy Martin, the king of bluegrass.
[G#] _ [E] _ _ We'll do [D] one of Jimmy's tunes right [B] now. _ _ _ _ _
One of the first things he [C] says on our record.
I think it starts off with [A] him saying something [D#m] like,
Pick that band yourself, John.
_ [B] _ _ [D] It's called My Walking Shoes [F#] Don't Fit Me Anymore.
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_ _ _ _ My walking shoes don't fit me anymore.
_ _ My walking shoes don't fit me [F#] anymore.
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[B] _ _ _ [E] _ _ [B] _ I'm walking shoes don't fit me anymore.
_ I'm walking shoes don't fit me anymore. _ _
My feet have been run [F#] asore.
Ain't [B] coming back, you set my [E] mind on water. _
My [F#] walking shoes don't fit [B] me anymore. _ _
_ My walking shoes don't fit me anymore. _
_ My walking shoes don't fit [F#] me anymore.
_ [B] I'm standing inside a town.
Honey, I won't be around.
My walking shoes [F#] don't fit me [B] anymore.
Come on, yeah. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [D#m] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ Jimmy Fat Man on harmonica.
_ _ _ I've been a long time gone from you, baby. _ _
You'll never hear me knocking on your [F#] door.
_ _ It [D#m] was that I was [B] crazy.
_ My walking [F#] shoes don't fit [B] me anymore.
_ _ My walking shoes don't fit me anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [B] I'm standing inside a town.
Honey, I won't be around.
My walking shoes [F#] don't fit me [B] anymore. _ _ _ _ _
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My _ _ _ _ walking
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_ _ _ _ shoes don't fit me anymore.
_ I like it when you fuck with me, [F#] and [D#m] oh, I [B] can't decide to, now.
But [E] I won't be [B] lonely.
I'll fuck with you, [F#] son, for days and [B] months. _ _ _ _
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[B] _ _ _ [C] How about it for John [F#] McEwen on the five secret?
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[D#] _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ John, let's