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{t: Some Humans Ain't Human} {artist:John Prine} {key:C} https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lB2E6RX7W44 {c: Thanks Steve Walton and Caren Park} [C] Some humans ain’t human, some people ain’t [F] kind. You open up their [G7] hearts, and here's what you'll [C] find. A few frozen [C] pizzas, some ice cubes with [F] hair A broken pop-[G7]sicle, you don't wanna go [C] there. {c: } Some humans ain’t [C] human, though they walk like we [F] do. They live and they [G7] breathe, just to turn the old [C] screw. They screw you when you're [C] sleepin', they try to screw you [F] blind. Some humans ain’t [G7] human, some people ain’t [C] kind. {c: } You might go to [F] church, and sit down in a [C] pew. Those humans who ain’t [G7] human, will be sitting right next to [C] you. They talk about your [F] family, they talk about your [C] clothes, When they don't know their [G7] own ass, from their own el-[C]bows. {c: } Jealousy and stup-[G]idity, don't equal [C] harmony. Jealousy and stup-[G]idity, don't equal [C] harmony. [G] [C] x2 [F] [C] [G7] [C] x2 {c: } Have you ever [G7] noticed, when your feelin' really [C] good, There's always a [G7] pigeon, that'll come shit on your [C] hood? Or you’re feelin’ your [F] freedom, and the world's off your [C] back Some cowboy from [G7] Texas, starts his own war in [C] Iraq. {c: } Some humans ain’t [C] human, some people ain’t [F] kind. They lie through their [G7] teeth, with their head up their be-[C]hind You open up their [C] hearts, and here's what you'll [F] find. Some humans ain’t [G7] human, some people ain’t [C] kind. {c:fade on [G] [C] x4}