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I've got to give it Dmup I've got to give it Gmup AmThat Bstuff I've got to give it Dmup I've got to give it Gmup AmThat Bstuff
Dmi, Gmi, Ami, B 1)
FTell my mama and Ctell my Dmpa That Gmtheir fine young son Bdidn't get Dmfar FHe made it to the Cend of a Dmbottle GmSitting in a sleazy Bbar Dm
FHe tried hard Cbut his spirit Dmbroke GmHe tried until Bhe nearly Dmchoked FIn the end he Clost his Dmball GmBottle drinking Balcohol Dm
® I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff 2) Tell my brother I tried to write and Put pen to paper but I was frightened I couldn't seem to get the words out right Right quite right Tell my sister I'm sinking slow Now and again I powder my nose In the end I lost my bottle It smashed in a casbah ® I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff F, C, Dmi, Gmi, B, Dmi ® I've got to give it up …….. 3) I've been messing with the heavy stuff For a time I couldn't get enough But I'm waking up and it's wearing off Junk don't take you far Tell my Mama I'm coming home In my youth I'm getting older And I think it's lost control Mama I'm coming home ® I've got to give it up ……… Dmi, Gmi, Ami, B