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[Verse]
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Common sense sure ain't common any more
A
This old world's full of trouble
A E
Yes right down to the core
E
Some of us are saying
D
That USA has failed
A
That those stars and stripes
A
don't fly as high in a world
E
gone to hell
[Verse]
E
Well I met an old man at the bar
D
Had his face buried in his hands
A
Said the bank done took my car
A E
Pretty soon they gonna take my land
E
Well I've worked hard all my life
D
And I've treated people well
A
But half the price
A
is twice the cost in a world
E
Gone to Hell
[Break]
E D A E
[Verse]
E
Rusted chains are an eerie sound
D
In a park where kids can't play
A
'Cause everybody knows
A E
That's where the pedophiles stay
[Verse]
E
Well my best friend is doing time
D
'Cause he got caught with a little pot
A
But there's an old boy selling heroin
E
In the school parking lot
[Chorus]
D
Well I hit my knees every night
A
To pray God won't you make it right
D A
The American dream's become
E
An old wive's tale
D
You can't drink the water
D
From your own damn well
A
And everything's for sale
D A
It's hard to find a reason
A
In world...
E
Gone to Hell
[Outro]
A
In world...
E
Gone to Hell
E D
Common sense sure ain't common any more
A
This old world's full of trouble
A E
Yes right down to the core
E
Some of us are saying
D
That USA has failed
A
That those stars and stripes
A
don't fly as high in a world
E
gone to hell
[Verse]
E
Well I met an old man at the bar
D
Had his face buried in his hands
A
Said the bank done took my car
A E
Pretty soon they gonna take my land
E
Well I've worked hard all my life
D
And I've treated people well
A
But half the price
A
is twice the cost in a world
E
Gone to Hell
[Break]
E D A E
[Verse]
E
Rusted chains are an eerie sound
D
In a park where kids can't play
A
'Cause everybody knows
A E
That's where the pedophiles stay
[Verse]
E
Well my best friend is doing time
D
'Cause he got caught with a little pot
A
But there's an old boy selling heroin
E
In the school parking lot
[Chorus]
D
Well I hit my knees every night
A
To pray God won't you make it right
D A
The American dream's become
E
An old wive's tale
D
You can't drink the water
D
From your own damn well
A
And everything's for sale
D A
It's hard to find a reason
A
In world...
E
Gone to Hell
[Outro]
A
In world...
E
Gone to Hell
Whiskey Falls
Whiskey Myers
Whiskey Shivers
Whiskey Sisters
whiskeydick
White Fang
White Fence
White Heart
White Lighters
White Lung