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Blame It On Sciatica
Lou Bixby
Written by Lou Bixby on June 28th 2023.
[Verse 1]
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After golf sitting at the bar with big Blain, preacher Bill
and Jake the bar-ten-der
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I said my back aches gotta head ache
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I think it must be my sci-a-ti-ca
[Chorus]
N.C. A
And then they said sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca
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Everybody blames sci-a-ti-ca
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Sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca everyone blames sci-a-ti-ca
[Verse 2]
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I’ve got a hang over my day is over
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I can’t get out of my way
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I run out of luck I can’t sink this putt
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It must be my sci-a-ti-ca
[Chorus]
N.C. A
And then they said sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca
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Everybody blames sci-a-ti-ca
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Sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca everyone blames sci-a-ti-ca
[Verse 3]
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I just sneezed excuse me please
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Did i get any on you?
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He swung his club slipped in the mud
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And fell on his sci-a-ti-ca
[Chorus]
N.C. A
And then they said sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca
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Everybody blames sci-a-ti-ca
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Sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca everyone blames sci-a-ti-ca
[Verse 4]
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On my next drive I bruised my pride
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I sliced it in the pond I missed the alligator
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See you later the next shot’s on the green NOT!
[Chorus]
N.C. A
And then they said sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca
Everybody blames sci-a-ti-ca
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Sci-a-ti-ca- sci-a-ti-ca everyone blames sci-a-ti-ca
[Repeat Verse 1]
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After golf sitting at the bar with big Blain, preacher Bill
and Jake the bar-ten-der
E
I said my back aches gotta head ache
E A
I think it must be my sci-a-ti-ca
[Chorus]
N.C. A
And then they said sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca
A E
Everybody blames sci-a-ti-ca
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Sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca everyone blames sci-a-ti-ca
[spoken]
N.C.
But i'm alive
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I bruised my eagle
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Or was it bogey - I’m a old fogey
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My day is over- gotta hangover
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I can’t walk -I can’t talk
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I can’t sit too long - gotta finish the song
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Can’t stand too long - am I wrong?
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Blame it on the sci~a~ti~ca
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Got a cold - getting old
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Lost my pride on hole number 5
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I can’t bend my elbow - I must be in trouble
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I can’t drink this can of beer
[Chorus]
N.C. A
And then they said sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca
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Everybody blames sci-a-ti-ca
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Sci-a-ti-ca - sci-a-ti-ca everyone blames sci-a-ti-ca