Shes My Ute

A
Kickin' past the dealers on the edge of town,
Saw a lot of pretty pickups, not a Ute to be found.
                                 D
Twim cam Jap fours, a bloke'd be nuts.
          A
Give me a six or an eight, a four wheel mate.
                               E
The dents and the dust and the grasshopper guts.
          D                          A
She's got holes in the muffler and a gear-box clunk,
     D                           A
I've cursed her and called her a piece of old junk.
         D                       A          F#m
When the work's been done at the end of the day,
A7
She's my Ute, I'll keep it that way.
                       E       A      D  A  E  A
She's my Ute and she's here to stay.
        A
You can see them blow-ins in their four by fours,
Jumpin' up and down 'bout a scratch on the door.
                              D
But I've got a yarn for every dent,
  A
A big red roo, pig or two,
                        E
A hole in the roof that Col shot through.
          D                          A
She's got holes in the muffler and a gear-box clunk,
     D                           A
I've cursed her and called her a piece of old junk.
         D                       A          F#m
When the work's been done at the end of the day,
A7
She's my Ute, I'll keep it that way.
                       E       A
She's my Ute and she's here to stay.

A  D  A  D  E  A
     A
Well I had a girl but she laid down the law,
She said 'You can't keep that dirty old Ute anymore'.
                                       D
There comes a point when a man's gotta choose,
       A
Well I told her straight, I'll stick with my mate.
                               E
She's been gone a year but the Ute's still here.
          D                          A
She's got holes in the muffler and a gear-box clunk,
     D                           A
I've cursed her and called her a piece of old junk.
         D                       A          F#m
When the work's been done at the end of the day,
          D                          A
She's got holes in the muffler and a gear-box clunk,
     D                           A
I've cursed her and called her a piece of old junk.
         D                       A          F#m
When the work's been done at the end of the day,
A7
She's my Ute, I'll keep it that way.
                       E       A
She's my Ute and she's here to stay.
      D        A    E  A
Oooh, she's my Ute.
      D        A    E  A
Oooh, she's my Ute.

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