Frank Turner Bob

G  C

G
He spent 15 years
                C
Getting loaded  15 years
G
Till his liver exploded
           G
Now what's Bob gonna do
            C
Now that he can't drink?

                 G
The Doctor said: "What ya been thinking bout?"
    C
Bob said, "that's the point.
                   G
I won't think bout nothing.
                         C
Now I gotta do something else
   G
To pass the time Had someone shave his head
         C
He got a new identity
G
62 hole air cushioned boots
      C
And a girl who rides a scooter

            G      D
To take him out of town
Em             C
They would get away
G        D
Running around
           Em
And as the trucks drive by
        C                       G
You can hear the mother fuckers Play

D  Em   C    G  D  Em  C

G                           D
A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe
         C                       Cm
He'll be kicking in heads at the punk rock show
G
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what
Bm                                         C
Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do

         Cm
When the doctor tells him to
G         F                  C
Quit your drinking now’s the time
         D            G
Will he ever walk the line
          F                   C
To all my friends I feel just fine
        D             G
Will he ever walk the line

        F             C
Will he ever walk the line
        D             G
Will he ever walk the line
        F             C
Will he ever walk the line
        D             G
Will he ever walk the liiiiii
              F          C
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        D             G
Will he ever walk the liiiiii
        F             C
Iiiiiiiiiiiiuuuuu     uuuu
        D             G
Will he ever walk the line

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