John T Wurzer The Nose Picking Song chords

The Nose Picking Song by John T Wurzer

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Verse 1
C                                                  F      G       C
Well I was wheelin' through a grocery store on the better side of town,
                       Am                  D           G
When I saw a lady in a halter top with her hair hangin' down. 
    F                                        C              Am
Her shoes had prob'ly cost her more than the car I drive to work,
                                          G
She was a goddess in a bank vault full of clothes,
        F                    G
But she exposed herself as a human being 
       F           G           C
when i saw she was pickin' her nose.

Verse 2
C                                            F      G        C
When I was at the bank this morning I had to answer nature's call,
                               Am              D                   G
Where they ushered me into the washroom at the end of the big wigs hall.
           F                             C             Am
And it was there I saw the president and keeper of the funds,
                              G
Standing at the sink until he froze.
         F             G               F          G           C
With his finger up his nostril where I saw he was pickin' his nose.

Refrain
C           F          G                     C               Am
Well it's a sacred old tradition when you're drivin' in the car,
F                   G            C              Am
Behind the wheel at rush hour or headed for the bar. 
           F                G             C                Am
And though man invented the Kleenex God invented the fingernail,
      D                D7                   G              G7
And regardless of your place in life you'll use it without fail.
          F                 G                  C          Am
Since the start of time without exception from Abraham to Moses,
F                G                     F         G             C
Winos heroes and average men have been constantly pickin' their noses.

Verse 3
C                                            F     G        C
Well I entered the church this evening I had guilt inside my heart,
                 Am                    D            G
So I ducked into confessions about the times I came apart.
        F                                    C                 Am
And the priest and I both bowed our heads in sorrow, guilt and shame.
                                          G
He said son you must repent 'til kindness grows.
         F             G            F          G           C
I peeked up during absolution and I saw he was pickin' his nose.

Refrain
C           F          G                     C               Am
Well it's a sacred old tradition when you're drivin' in the car,
F                   G            C              Am
Behind the wheel at rush hour or headed for the bar. 
           F                G             C                Am
And though man invented the Kleenex God invented the fingernail,
      D                D7                   G              G7
And regardless of your place in life you'll use it without fail.
          F                 G                  C          Am
Since the start of time without exception from Abraham to Moses,
F                G                     F         G             C
Winos heroes and average men have been constantly pickin' their noses.

Verse 4
C                                            F      G        C
Now I know the world seems full of men bein' better than the rest,
                       Am                   D                   G
And it's hard to see a welcome mat when you know you're a token guest.
         F                               C            Am
Ah but regardless of their money, power, influence or place,
                                         G
it is as certain as the wind that always blows. 
F              G                    F          G             C
Nobody can withstand the urge to be constantly pickin' their nose.

Refrain
C           F          G                     C               Am
Well it's a sacred old tradition when you're drivin' in the car,
F                   G            C              Am
Behind the wheel at rush hour or headed for the bar. 
F                           G           C            Am
And though man invented the Kleenex God invented the fingernail,
    D                  D7                   G              G7
And regardless of your place in life you'll use it without fail.
          F                 G                  C          Am
Since the start of time without exception from Abraham to Moses,
F                G                     F         G             C
Winos heroes and average men have been constantly pickin' their noses.