D _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ .
Oh Lord, it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in
A every way.
I can't wait to look in the mirror, cause I get better looking
D each day.
To know me, it is to love me.
I must be a hell
G of a man.
Oh Lord, it's
D hard to be humble,
A but I'm doing the best
D that I can.
_ .
_ _ _ I used to have me a girlfriend, but I guess that she
A couldn't compete.
_ with all of them love-starred women who keep clambering around
D in my feed.
I could probably find me another, but I guess they're all in
G all of me.
Who cares, I'll never
D get lonesome,
A cause I treasure my own
D company.
A D Oh Lord, it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in
A every way.
I can't wait to look in the mirror, cause I get better looking
D each day.
To know me, it is to love me.
I must be
F# a hell
G of a man.
Oh Lord, it's hard
D to be humble,
A but I'm doing the best
D that I can.
_ _ _ _ .
I guess you could say I'm a loner, a cowboy outlaw,
A tough and proud.
_ .
I could have a lot of friends if I wanted, but then I wouldn't stand out
D from the crowd.
Some folks say that I'm egotistical.
Hell, I don't even know
G what that means.
I guess it has something
D to do with the way
A that I fill out my
D skintight blue jeans.
A Oh
D Lord, it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in
A every way.
I can't wait to look in the mirror, cause I get better looking
D each day.
To know me, it is to love me.
I must be a
G hell of a man.
Oh Lord, it's hard
D to be humble,
A but I'm doing the best
D that I can.
A _ .
G Lord, it's hard
D to be humble,
A but I'm doing the best
D that I can.
_ .
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A _
D _ _ _ .
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