Arlo's Dump

©2009 Garrett Clevenger

F# A F# I saw an old beer bottle lying in the mud,

A B F# walkin' in the woods with my dog.

A E B F# I passed it by, I didn't even try to pick it up

A B F# but thought, "What the hell, it's only one."

F# A F# I turned round to get it but was struck,

A B F# for all around was garbage like a dump.

A E B F# There were plastic bags, oily rags, and piles of other junk,

A B F# and thought, "What the hell! This place is fucked!"

Chorus:

E B A creek flowed by one foot away

A B C#m burying the trash in layers of decay.

B A E F# It slowly disappears as more junk reappears

A B F# 'cause too many here don't care.

F# A F# One beer bottle turned into two bags

A B F# of cans and sacks, some sneakers and the rags.

A E B F# There was a copy of Arlo Guthrie's Alice's Restaurant.

A B F# I thought, "What the hell? It's Arlo's dump!"

F# A F# I drove the junk to the county dump. The folks were kind enough.

A B F# They didn't make me pay to leave this stuff.

A E B F# But as I drove away I noticed the river rolling by,

A B F# and thought, "What the hell, did I waste my time?"

Chorus:

E B A creek flowed by one foot away

A B C#m leaching out poison from the trash that decay.

B A E F# It slowly disappears as more poison appears

A B F# 'cause too many here don't care.

E B Oh, oh. It's our dump.

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