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Bb7
Going to the bank oh

Doncha think it's funny
    F
The bank is where
     Db   C7  F
They keep the money

1.
     F
They don't sell shoes

They don't bake bread

They only deal in dollars

and cents instead

Bb7
Give all your dough

and wot the heck
F
Just to get it back

y'gotta write a check

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2.
They don't sell nails
An' they don't cobble shoes
Dealin' with a bank can
Give me greenback blues

And if you ever do meet
         an officer
Ya get no thanks
Leaves me wond'rin' why
         we bother
to deal with banks
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3.
They don't produce a product
If they're s'posed to be
         a service
Then why do they always
         make me so
Nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh
         nervous?

And if you sign away
         your cash
And everything you own

and you never do anything
         rash or unusual
MAYBE you'll get a loan!
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