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[Verso 1] C F F7 Well if I was a banker I'd be a bad one C G G7 And if I was a doctor I'd be broke C C7 F F7 And if I was a lawyer, I'd have quite the reputation D7 G C C7 Of wearing patched up jeans and a torn up coat [Verso 2] C C7 F F7 And if I was religious I'd be drunker C G G7 And if I's a politician I'd die from smoke C C7 C F7 And if I didn't know no better I'd run off on the bum D7 G C Without tellin' anybody that I know [Refrão] F C C7 Oscar Wilde wrote bout living like an artist F Fadd9 G G7 And how an engineer's all an engineer could be C C7 F F7 Well ain't it just a shame all them artists raised our rents up D7 G C C7 When all their engineering fathers paid their lease [Verso 3] C C7 F F7 Well if I had a hammer I'd be famous C C7 G G7 For singing older songs I barely know C C7 F F To young urban professional, real go-getter types y'know D7 G C Them golden boys and gals like all you folks [Verso 4] C C7 F F7 And if I played harmonica like Guthrie C C7 G G7 I'd be a sugarfree Bob Dylan without a growl C C7 F F7 I'd probably get more gigs, I'd probably kick against less pricks D7 G C But I could never jump a train good anyhow [Refrão] F C C7 And I once heard a drunk guy sing Irene goodnight F Fadd9 G G7 In a way that made me wanna die on the barroom floor C C7 F F7 But when I turn my radio on and hear them billion dollar songs D7 G C I wanna die in a different way for sure [Verso 5] C C7 F Fadd9 Well people think I'm joking when I'm singing C C7 G G7 But in between these punchlines there's a truth C C7 F Fadd9 And when it's plainly said, well it kinda messes with your head instead D7 G C Exchanging glances, you'll call me uncouth [Verso 6] C C7 F F7 But if I died a man of good persuasion C C7 G G7 And all the damage I done, was to only me C C7 F F7 Well when they laid my final bed, for that lonesome valley kind of rest D7 G C Well that'd be the greatest thing to be F D7 Yeah that'd be the greatest thing C G C To be