Clean Up Your Own Backyard

    E
    Back porch preacher preaching at me
    E
    Acting like he wrote the golden rules
    A
    Shaking his fist and speeching at me
    E
    Shouting from his soap box like a fool
         B7
    Come Sunday morning he's lying in bed
    A
    With his eye all red, with the wine in his head
               A
    Wishing he was dead when he oughta be
                       E
    Heading for Sunday school


                            A
    Clean up your own backyard
                                      E7
    Oh don't you hand me none of your lines
                  B7
    Clean up your own backyard
    A                                       E7
    You tend to your business, I’ll tend to mine


    E
    Drugstore cowboy criticizing
    E
    Acting like he's better than you and me
    A
    Standing on the sidewalk supervising
    E
    Telling everybody how they ought to be
         B7
    Come closing time 'most every night
       A
    He locks up tight and out go the lights
        A
    And he ducks out of sight and he cheats on his wife
                  E
    With his employee


                           A
    Clean up your own backyard
                                      E7
    Oh don't you hand me none of your lines
                  B7
    Clean up your own backyard
    A                                       E7        A*   Bb*   B7
    You tend to your business, I’ll tend to mine


    E


    E
    Armchair quarterback's always moanin'
    E
    Second guessing people all day long
    A
    Pushing, fooling and hanging on in
    E
    Always messing where they don't belong
            

                B7  

    When you get right down to the nitty-gritty
    A     
    Isn't it a pity that in this big city
    A
    Not a one a'little bitty man'll admit
                                    E
    He could have been a little bit wrong


                            A
    Clean up your own backyard
                                                         E7
    Oh don't you hand me, don't you hand me none of your lines
                  B7
    Clean up your own backyard
    A                                       E7
    You tend to your business, I’ll tend to mine
                  B7
    Clean up your own backyard
    A                                       E7
    You tend to your business, I’ll tend to mine

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