C G
Every week it's the same
C G
Dark meat for sale
C G
And like others I know
C G
It's hard to pass up a sale
G C
And at the very least
D# D
She'll keep me warm
F Am
Nine months to the day
F Am G
Field hand is born
C G
Everyone looks the same
C G
Dark meat for sale
C G
No one has a last name
C G
"X" marks the sale
G C
There's a fork around your neck
D# D
Forks are for food
F Am
It was just a joke
F Am G
To lighten the mood
G C
There's a song in the air
D# D
The boys start to sing
F Am
It's as if through their words
F Am G
They're plotting something
C G
Every week it's the same
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