This Year chords

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A _ _ _ I broke free on a Saturday E _ morning, D put the pedal to the A floor.
_ Headed north on Mills E Avenue, _ and D listened to the A engine roar.
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A _ _ _ _ My broken house behind me E and good things ahead.
A D girl named Kathy wants a little of A my time.
_ Six cylinders underneath E the hood, crashing and kicking.
D Ah ha, listen to the A engine whine.
I am gonna make it through E this year, if D it kills me.
A _ _ _ I am gonna make it through E this year, if D it kills me.
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A _ _ _ I played video games in E a drunken haze.
I D was 17 A years young.
_ Hurt my knuckle, punching the E machines.
The D taste of scotch rich on A my tongue.
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E _ A _ _ _ And then Kathy showed up and E we hung out.
_ D Trading swigs from the bottle, A all bitter and clean.
Locking eyes, _ E holding hands, twin D high maintenance _ A machines.
I am gonna make it through this E year, if D it kills me.
_ A _ _ I am gonna make it through this E year, if it D kills me.
A _ _ _ _ F#m I drove home in the A California dusk.
_ D I could feel the alcohol A inside of me.
Home F#m picture the look on my A stepfather's face.
_ _ D Ready for the bad E things to come.
I A downshifted as I pulled into E the driveway.
_ D The motor screaming out, A stuck in second gear.
The scene ends badly as you E might imagine.
_ D In a cavalcade of anger A and fear.
There will be feasting C#m and dancing D in Jerusalem E next _ year.
I A am gonna make it through this E year, if D it kills me.
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