D                 G         Em         C       G
It aint worth the effort.   No it aint made of gold
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She don’t tend to no garden That I'm told, that’s all I'm told
D              G            Em          C               G
It’s a lasting impression   The seed of love is growing old
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All good men turn to ashes That I know, That’s all I know
  
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You can go to California,  And spread your talents in the sand
D                Am                         C
But the girls in California, They aint your friend
               G        
You best think again and again

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It’s a suspect profession, To sell your love when its gone cold
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All good dogs turn to beggars  That I know, That’s all I know

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Dirt floor in a run down bar, Thought of you, Safe from harm
C                         G
A wagon wheel and all the roads are paved
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Pray for all we have saved,  I pray for all we have saved