Chords:
{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.
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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.
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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.
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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
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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.
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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}
